"Babata had likely already touched that level. They would not hold out much longer. It seemed this old man should make an appearance."
On Blue Star, within an old-fashioned courtyard, a white-haired, white-bearded elder stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His clouded eyes gazed quietly beyond the heavens, as though they had already pierced through layer upon layer of obstacles to observe the battle there.
"Elder Zheng, absolutely not! Your body can no longer withstand another battle. What if..."
Beside the elder, a young man spoke urgently, stopping short of what he wanted to say.
The elder waved his hand, his expression calm. "I have lived long enough. This life of mine... let it be the last gift I leave you before I depart."
"Elder Zheng, you—"
"Say no more."
The elder raised a hand to stop him, and his figure vanished from where he stood.
Beyond the heavens, the battle continued.
"Hahahaha! What kind of skill is six against one? Let General Iva have a go at you!"
The original six-on-one situation was suddenly shattered as a man wrapped head to toe in mysterious black cloth abruptly appeared on the battlefield.
"Watch out for his Corpse Refining Cloth! Once it touches you, you will either die or be crippled!"
Someone shouted a warning.
"Hahaha, you cannot escape now~"
Iva let out a sinister laugh and raised one hand. The black cloth around his body shot forth at high speed, transforming into a net cast across heaven and earth as it descended in suppression. The entire starry sky was swallowed by shadow.
The black cloth emitted the stench of decay, while rotten black qi billowed out and spread endlessly through the air. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire battlefield.
"Alas~"
A sigh echoed through