As the thick fog dissipated, everything was laid bare to the powerful figures watching.
Countless strong cultivators felt as though they had been struck by lightning, freezing in absolute disbelief when they saw Zhuge Wuwo—who had just been taking blows left and right and wailing in agony—now nodding, bowing, and groveling before Beigong Yu like a mere lackey.
What on earth had just happened?
Chapter 541