Watching the few people who were motionless, as if they were suffering from dementia, the Twisted Shadow controlled by Zhou Bai stretched out a hand, beckoning, and the Primordial Spirit Armor on their bodies swiftly flew out from the sea of consciousness and entered the Twisted Shadow's body.
At the same time, the faces of these people showed intense pain, which was an instinctive reaction to the loss of the Primordial Spirit Armor, purely emotional and not needing much intelligence.
Observing their tears streaming down their faces, Zhou Bai thought for a moment, and the black mud on the walls turned back into meaningless graffiti, filling every corner of the room, making it look as if the entire room had become a pitch-black box.
As Zhou Bai withdrew the Fool's abilities, Hai Yi, Xiang Tong, and Yan Seng slowly regained their intelligence. Almost immediately, Xiang Tong screamed and rushed at Zhou Bai, "Give me back my treasure!"
