Li Qingyun's mockery greatly alarmed the blonde witch.
"No way..."
Daifei already believed it somewhat in her heart, but her mouth refused to admit it. She tried to look out at the chaotic spacetime beyond the star skiff, yet all she saw was the silent, isolated starry sky formed by Senior Armand's powerful sorcery.
Within the Netherworld Void, this star skiff seemed to have suddenly gained the flow of spacetime, connecting this place with Armand and Reg through a passage.
Though the star skiff appeared to be falling through a silent abyss, it was actually speeding toward Sorcerer Armand, who was casting his spell.
This sorcery that forcibly interfered with the Netherworld Void was naturally exquisite beyond measure.
Had Armand's target not been Daifei aboard the star skiff, his mastery of sorcery would have been enough to tear apart the skiff and everyone on it from afar.
Yet facing such a powerful sorcerer, Li Qingyun could still remain seated, calm and composed, even rebuking Blonde Daifei and the others for their ignorance.
Where did his confidence come from?
Within a stretch of Netherworld Void densely filled with floating debris, three tall figures clad in imposing, almost ferocious secret armor stood silently, gazing coldly across the distance at Armand and the other sorcerers who were chanting their spells.
"Only an Eleven-Ring? The three of us lying in ambush here is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito!"
"Not bad, though. That is Armand, after all, on the verge of stepping into the Twelve-Ring!"
"If we suppress Armand, their Shadow Walker organization will have lost one wing..."
The three towering figures all possessed exceedingly formidable auras. The one in the middle radiated the terrifying presence of a Hundred Heng Level Supreme Being.
The two on either side were also peak Ten