Faced with Silver Bat's contempt, the Heavenly Shaman paid it no heed and simply asked again, "Feng Mountain Lord?"
Feng Jun had been considering whether to contact Boss. Hearing the Heavenly Shaman repeatedly ask to fight, he asked, "Are you confident?"
The Chessboard trembled, and a small red gourd popped up on its surface. "I will kill it!"
Feng Jun froze for a moment, then nodded. "All right."
Almost at the same moment, Silver Bat True Lord let out a savage laugh. "We will meet again!"
It was no fool. There were at least four Venerables on the other side, along with one of Bamboo Gentleman's soul divisions.
It did not know that Yun Zhongzi, at the Mahayana Stage, was present, but it had learned of Bamboo Gentleman's existence.
Silver Bat True Lord was famed for stealth and escape, and its assassination abilities were formidable, but its face-to-face combat strength was somewhat lacking.
If it really came to a hard fight, Fishing Elder Venerable alone could hold it off. It would have been foolish not to run now.
The next instant, a faint sound came from the sky, and the silver light filling the heavens gradually dimmed.
This was Silver Bat's escape technique, Light Thunder Escape. It was so fast that even most Fusion Primarchs could only sigh in admiration.
The crucial point was that no one had yet discovered where the bastard was hiding. They could not even use a Space-Sealing Lock.
Yi Jue's Yearning for Sweet Rain could break certain rules and was also a large-scale divine ability, but what if the enemy was hiding within an independent space?
Silver Bat True Lord's troublesome nature was plain to see.
Yet at that very moment, the little red gourd on the Chessboard exploded with a bang, releasing an extremely