The illusory shadow flickered, but one could discern that it was a middle-aged man.

“Who’s there? Who are you?”

Upon seeing the illusory shadow, Tennyson furrowed his brows and spoke.

“Hmph! Just a mere illusory shadow dares to cause trouble at our Celestial Palace…”

Ashleigh gave a cold huff, ready to strike at the illusory shadow.

Just as he had lifted his hand, he noticed the phantom hand sweeping across. It seemed as if the world had frozen in that instant, rendering them completely immobile.

At this point, both Ashleigh and Tennyson were utterly dumbfounded.

“I’m the very Mr. Sanders you were just about to give a piece of your mind to…”

The illusory shadow slowly advanced, becoming increasingly distinct.

“You… You’re not the main body?”

Ashleigh looked on in shock. If a mere illusory shadow could possess such strength, wouldn’t the main body be even more formidable?

Arthur didn’t say a word, perhaps out of disinterest. With a simple extension of his hand, Ashleigh found himself in Arthur’s grasp.

Ashleigh started to bleed profusely, his eyes wide open in shock, his entire body trembling.

Thud!

Ashleigh suddenly collapsed to his knees, his eyes filled with sheer terror.

a warmth spread from the lower body of Tennyson. He was so scared that he wet

If the main body

this the support

more terrified he became. In the end, he was not only scared to the point of wetting himself but also scared to

Tenth Hall was filled with an unpleasant

kill me. I was

deeply regretted

disarray, losing all control over his bodily functions. He

the eighth level of Celestial Stairway. Yet, in front of someone’s mere illusory shadow, he had no power to

less

had been crushed.

noble lineage

to the ground. He didn’t even have the

filled with utter despair,

your life over a single sentence… It’s not worth

I last heard someone threaten to beat the crap out

you some

latter wasn’t from the Ethereal Realm. He

his throat bobbed, his face filled with disbelief. How could immortals possibly exist in the Ethereal Realm, given the existence

past, under the Heaven and Earth Array,

the void. “What’s

“D*mn…”

in Ashleigh’s

with terror, seated atop filth and grime, resembling a helpless

matter who you are,

madness. Suddenly,

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