Regi almost nodded, Lin Dun's eyebrows furrowed, and his heart suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. Lin Dun could tell that Regi was not bluffing, but truly reliant on something. Does Regi have a strong trump card?
Regi smiled enigmatically, saying, "Goodbye to this world, Forest Dust."
Regi was an elderly man, his golden hair cascading like a waterfall. His eyes were deep and encompassing. Time seemed to have brought an ancient presence here.
On the surface, the old man was thin like wood, but he possessed an aura not overtly angry yet extremely powerful, resembling a mighty slumbering beast, capable of destroying the world upon awakening.
When the Soul Baby saw the old man, his pupils shrank dramatically, immediately understanding everything.
"What should we do?"
The Soul Treasure felt like an ant on a hot plate, fumbling anxiously. Though he had figured it out, he had no solution. In the face of absolute strength, any strategy seemed fleeting.
"Yes!"
