Seeing the Saint simply flail an arm and crazily rush out, everyone was scared witless.
The white fog gradually thickened, everyone's eyes widening in terror as they looked behind where the Saint had been.
"What just happened?"
"Could it be that Saint did this intentionally, trying to deceive us, making us forget the path he had just taken into the formation?"
"It shouldn't be, please observe, the expression on the Saint's face isn't fake, it's as if he saw something extremely horrifying."
A group of people looked at each other in doubt and whispered amongst themselves. Yang Zhen, with a swish, ran back onto the Sky Peak, watching the Saint who was running like a madman, with apprehension.
Damn, whatever happened, seeing the Saint freaked out like this, are these dimwitted fellows still discussing?
Boom——!
