Withering Staff!
"Who are you?"
Shen Ye asked.
For some reason, a sense of inexplicable fear welled up in his heart.
This feeling had appeared before.
But never had it been this despairing.
No...
He instantly fused into Shen Ye·Super, elevating all his attributes to the maximum.
However, the person opposite seemed completely indifferent.
"I am the true master of the Withering Staff—the puppets were my idea, as long as they don't die, I can rest."
"It's been a long time since anyone has made me take action personally."
The person spoke confidently, showing no intent to fight.
Only when his gaze swept over the Chaos Ship did he show a slight interest.
"Release that Truth 17th Rank master, and we'll be even."
Shen Ye said.
"You mean it?" The man waved his hand.
The Truth 17th Rank master appeared in midair, bound by black water flows.
"Precisely." Shen Ye said.
