Shang Sheng Shen Wei couldn't see his surroundings, but he could hear. He shouted angrily, "Witch Spirit God, if you have a problem, come at me!"
"Gah gah! People of Changtian Island, how is your Senior Disciple Brother? My disciple received quite a bit of care from him back then," Witch Spirit God said ominously.
An old man suddenly shouted, "Witch Spirit God, you slaughtered the Yu Family back then. What do you want today?"
"Gah gah! The Yu Family brought their deaths upon themselves. You can't blame me for that. As for today, I just want to take a few outstanding juniors back to inherit my New Human Alliance," Witch Spirit God replied.
Yuan Ke took a step forward. Witch Spirit God let out a strange laugh. "I advise you all not to move carelessly. If you do, you might die. Gah gah!"
Within the Shanhai Realm, the battle on the golden platform came to an abrupt halt the moment the black-clad Corpse King appeared.
Shang Qing raised a hand, and a stream of air whistled toward the Corpse King.
In the face of the New Human Alliance, all grudges had to be set aside. They could deal with the Corpse King first.
Suddenly, a flash of light flickered. A person had appeared behind Shang Qing without anyone noticing. He had short silver hair and smiled with narrowed eyes, the corners of his mouth curling into a strange arc. A butterfly knife spun in his hand. "You let your guard down. That won't do, First Law Child."
Shang Qing's pupils flickered as he slowly turned his head. "When—?" With a splutter, blood spurted from both his legs, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.
The silver-haired man turned around with a smile. "We fought once before. Have you