Duomaiti had blended into the Martial Artists' ranks. He saw all the extraordinary beings fighting the enemy, and he also saw just how bizarre those enemies and ghosts were.
He was instantly terrified. Turning around, he ran back the way they had come, wanting to get away from those bizarre things and ghosts.
But Duomaiti had not expected that the moment he ran beyond Zhou Ziyun's protection range and inhaled even a trace of the black mist, he collapsed limply to the ground.
Seeing this, Zhou Ziyun could only shake his head. If someone was bent on dying, no one could stop him.
Although Duomaiti had provided many suggestions and some assistance after coming to Xiye Ancient City, Zhou Ziyun could not protect that fellow alone at a time like this. He had already warned him not to run around when the battle began.
Yet that fellow had refused to listen and run around. Naturally, Zhou Ziyun's side could not be blamed for being heartless.
Zhou Ke also saw Duomaiti collapse, but he felt neither joy nor sorrow. He was merely an ordinary person hired as a guide. He was hardly needed anymore, and if he died like this, there was nothing that could be done about it.
Many Ability Users and Martial Artists saw Duomaiti fall, but not a single one acted. They all maintained their formation and carefully dealt with the bizarre creatures and ghosts before them.
Because the Protective Shield was quite sturdy, those bizarre Monsters smashed at it with all their strength but could not break through it for the time being. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Ability Users and Martial Artists slaughtered the attacking bizarre Monsters.
Although all the bizarre Monsters were powerful and highly defensive, each possessing the strength of Houtian Layer Eight,