Seeing Mo Lingyu being so humble, the disciples of the sect were all filled with resentment.
"Put yourself in their shoes. It's already a great favor that Young Master Qi was willing to save us. We should know our place."
Mo Lingyu gave the sect disciples a stern scolding, then led everyone to wait obediently to the side, but the look on their faces as they looked at the box clearly showed nervousness.
While the others didn't notice, Shi Wuxie had noticed it from the start, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
This woman's intentions are probably not so simple, but so far she hasn't made any troublesome moves. Let's see how things go.
"Let's begin then."
Jun Feijue naturally had to stand on the side of his own people, especially since Shi Wuxie had done the right thing this time, so no one in the entire sect voiced any opposition.
After Mo Lingyu and the others had all retreated, Jun Feijue quickly set up the formation. His skillful technique amazed everyone once again, even the sect disciples who were with Mo Lingyu were stunned.
In their minds, beautiful women are mostly synonymous with pretty faces; a woman who possesses both strength and beauty is truly rare.
Feng Wuxi was completely mesmerized, and even developed some hostility towards Di Moyu. For so many years, he had never taken a liking to a woman, and now he had finally met Jun Feijue, the only one who was worthy of him, but she was already taken.
Where did this Emperor Moyu get his good fortune from? He's just a little good-looking.
Hmph, what's the point of a man being so handsome? He's just an eyesore!
Jun Feijue and Di Moyu were unaware of the various thoughts of envy, jealousy, and hatred that arose among the crowd, and they had no time to pay attention to them. They immediately joined Ji Fanya and the others to open all the boxes.
"Whoosh..."
As soon as it was opened, everything inside flew out and rushed towards each other as if they were long-lost brothers and sisters, full of eagerness.
Within the formation, a howling wind raged, and the black aura was cold and sinister, causing people to tremble slightly.
Is he... about to be resurrected?
Upon seeing this, everyone inside became alert, taking precautions against any unexpected events.
Everyone outside held their breath, their hearts pounding. Were they about to witness the appearance of a god?
My God, that's a god, a real god!
Mo Lingyu was the most nervous, her eyes fixed on the black mist, her hands clasped together, her red lips almost bitten raw by her teeth.
The integration process took much shorter than anyone had imagined.
"Whoosh..."
Before long, the black mist surrounding them dissipated completely, and a tall, complete body appeared before everyone.
All the body parts of the man had been reassembled to form a complete body. He was over ten feet tall and quite robust, but his skin was pale and dull, making him look nothing like a living person.
"hiss…"
Upon seeing the entity before them, those outside the formation couldn't help but gasp and exclaim, "Are all gods this tall and imposing?"
"And has it really been resurrected?"
As everyone cautiously examined the area, they were filled with doubt. "Something feels off," one of them thought.
"Yes, their complexions don't look quite right," the Yuan Yan Sect member said in a low voice.
Although that's what they said, no one dared to question it.
After all, the other party was a god, an incomparably powerful and noble being in their hearts.
Maybe that's how they always looked. After all, they've never seen what gods look like.
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