"Rise!"
A sharp cry rang out from the sky.
In an instant, the ground shook even more violently.
The black lines connecting the surrounding area to the mountain snapped one after another. At that sharp cry, the mountain actually swayed as it rose into the air, casting a massive black shadow over the ground.
"Fall!"
The mountain rose a hundred meters before crashing heavily back down.
"Boom!"
The mountain shattered, its interior collapsing completely. Cracks split across the earth, stretching all the way to Gu Yang's feet.
At that moment, a voice brimming with hatred rang out from within the mountain.
"O great Lord of Black Nightmare, please grant strength to your most loyal servant. Let your servant punish that blasphemer outside in your stead!"
The prayer continued without pause. Qin Wujiu's expression changed in the sky, and he muttered in confusion, "Lord of Black Nightmare?"
The next moment, without waiting for the other party to unleash any hidden trump card, he threw a punch at the shattered mountain.
"Rumble—"
A series of cracking sounds rang out, and the entire mountain turned into a heap of rubble.
Broken stones flew everywhere. Two pebbles shot rapidly toward Gu Yang.
"Hm?" Gu Yang's gaze sharpened, and he casually caught the two pebbles.
On the other side, a bedraggled black-robed figure flew out of the pile of rubble.
His outer black robe was covered in dust, and his hood had slipped down, exposing a sinister face covered in black markings.
His hair was gray-white, his eye sockets sunken, and his gaunt face was full of wrinkles. Specters radiating powerful auras swirled around him.
These specters were not the cheap, commonplace goods from before. Every one of them radiated an aura comparable to Master Liao going all out.
The moment Gu Yang saw him,