Chapter 41: Facade
The words of those people hanging upside-down overhead overlapped one another.
They sounded like countless echoes, each agreeing with one other and softly tittering. Amidst the creaking of the ropes, their laughter sounded at once far and near, growing sharper and sharper until at last, it mushroomed into a cackle that resounded throughout the forbidden ground.
The laughter persisted for a while, then abruptly halted at the unpleasant sight of the Tianxiu Immortal’s face.
The entire temple descended into a stalemate-like deathly still…
Although the scene was outrageously strange, it didn’t stop the devil from finding it amusing.
Wu Xingxue retracted his glee under Xiao Fuxuan’s gaze to ask solemnly: "What are you people?"
The hanging ropes swayed, and those people slowly turned. Because they’d been hanging too long, their torsos, necks, and even their faces were tugged out long, making it truly difficult to recognize their original appearances.
“We?"
"Who are we?"