With these words, a deadly silence fell, and the audience was utterly silent.
At this moment, all the disciples and followers of the Yellow Heaven Dao were looking at each other, unable to find any trace of Ma Zhou.
Meanwhile, the elders and followers from the various Daoist temples who had come to witness the ceremony were all sweating in terror, wondering how Ma Zhou could have disappeared at such a critical moment?
"By the decree of the Supreme Yellow Heaven and the command of the Great Virtuous Master, today we consecrate the position of Water God of the Miluo River. Where is Ma Zhou from the Yellow Heaven Dao?" Liu Feng's eyes scanned the crowd, feeling as steady as an old dog inside, but showing a hint of urgency on his face as he inquired again:
