"General Zhang! Who was that who struck just now? Could it really have been the Great General himself?"
A captain looked at Zhang Qiming and spoke in utter shock.
Zhang Qiming looked down the mountain, shook his head, and frowned deeply. "That should be impossible! The Great General is handling other matters. Even his avatar can barely spare attention for this side—how could he possibly have the time?"
"Quick, help me down the mountain!"
Zhang Qiming immediately said as he started toward the foot of the mountain, only to pull at his wounds and suck in a sharp breath from the pain.
"Don't move! General Zhang, your injuries are too severe!"
Several captains hurriedly held him back.
"No matter how severe they are, I have to go! Whoever that person was, I must thank him in person! You few, hurry and help me down the mountain!"
Zhang Qiming insisted.
The captains had no choice but to support one of his arms each. Just as they were about to head down the mountain, they suddenly saw two figures quickly making their way up the mountain path.
The man on the left wore crimson armor. It was Qi Hong.
Beside him was a young man with a cold, stern face and a calm expression. In his right hand, he dragged an enormous corpse!
The corpse was massive, covered from head to toe in pitch-black scales. It was unmistakably the Black Heaven Dragon Lord!
However, the Black Heaven Dragon Lord had already completely lost all signs of life, his corpse dragged behind the young man.
"Qi Hong?!"
Zhang Qiming's eyes abruptly widened. Looking at the enormous dragon corpse, he froze in place and asked in horror, "Why is it you? Did you kill the Black Heaven Dragon Lord?!"
Qi Hong was still in