The shocking killing intent emanating from the Warriors of the Great Dance immediately cowed numerous unscrupulous individuals who’d been considering trying to take advantage of the situation.

Not only did they possess incredible fighting prowess, they also had the terrifying morphblight virus to work with. No immortal could avoid the effects of that virus, and Yang Qi was the only one who could cure it.

“Those are the legendary Warriors of the Great Dance from the future world. They’re all Revisionist Gods, and their leader is none other than Void Dancer!”

“That really is Void Dancer. I heard that about half a year ago, he and the Warriors of the Great Dance assassinated One Lord Great Joy from the Great Joy Heaven, who was a seventh division Measureless God. Although they didn't outright kill him, they infected him with morphblight and got away without being hurt at all.”

“You’re right, everybody was talking about that a while ago.”

“So this Dragon Proudheaven actually got them all to surrender to him? Don't tell me…?”

“Those Warriors of the Great Dance are all puppets now! He actually turned them into puppets! How could he possibly be strong...