"Who is it?"
"The City Lord!?"
Amid the surging black mist, the face of Shuoyue Ye—the white-robed man who had previously fought Li Xuanxiao to the death—was revealed.
"The City Lord?"
A guard stepped forward, staring at Shuoyue Ye with a face full of confusion.
Who would have thought that in the next instant, his head would be plucked off.
Shuoyue Ye's face shifted between light and shadow before finally changing back into Li Xuanxiao's features.
"Sure enough, it can't be maintained for long."
Li Xuanxiao sighed softly.
But since he had already entered the city,
he no longer concealed himself.
Li Xuanxiao tore apart Shuoyue Ye's disguise, and the black mist spread in all directions, launching into a massacre.
Xue Jian followed at Li Xuanxiao's side.
Her heart pounded as she watched Li Xuanxiao's body.
Although Li Xuanxiao's body had temporarily been restored by the black mist, the newly formed flesh did not fit together properly.
As he walked, it even showed signs of breaking apart.
Li Xuanxiao simply walked on slowly. In any case, he did not need to act personally.
The black mist seized people and dragged them into the Myriad Souls Banner. With Li Xuanxiao's current control over the Myriad Souls Banner,
once they were caught within it, only a few breaths would pass before they were thrown back out.
By then, they were already under Li Xuanxiao's command.
The city walls immediately descended into chaos.
The scene before him suddenly reminded Li Xuanxiao of a little game he had played in his previous life.
Two level-one mobs could hold back one level-two mob.
Then that level-two mob would transform and become his subordinate.
A level-two mob plus two level-one mobs could then hold back another level-two mob.
In this way, once he had two level-two