C793 Do You Want to Say It or Not?

As Shihun slowly donned the mask, a radical transformation took hold of his gaze. Initially, his eyes resembled those of any ordinary person.

But once masked, his eyes turned into cold, unfeeling instruments of death.

With a mere wave of his hand, agonized screams filled the air. The Divine Soul Sect's master, though his meridians were cut, still had his sight intact