Jiang Siming did not have infinite energy. If he really went up against this guy, he might not necessarily be his match!
Jiang Siming wanted more and more to complain about whoever had created this Bone Altar. Was it specifically designed to counter him?
"You two step back for now. You won't be able to help with the battle that comes next!" Jiang Siming glanced at Long Xiaoyao and Mu En beside him and said it as if it were only natural.
Long Xiaoyao moved his lips as though he wanted to say something, but Mu En stopped him from the side. When it came to this ancestor of his, Mu En felt an inexplicable, absolute confidence. After all, this was a legend from that glorious era!
After that, the two of them said nothing more. They cupped their hands toward Jiang Siming, then leaped down from the Bone Altar.
"Before we start fighting, can you tell me why your strength is so much greater than that previous Undead Monarch of yours?" Jiang Siming shook the Juexian Sword in his hand and asked, rather puzzled.
Logically speaking, the Headless Knight was clearly much stronger than that strange youth he had killed. Yet he had never challenged the other party's position as the Seventh Monarch. It made no sense at all.
"Its power came from itself, while my power comes from the altar!" the Headless Knight said, hiding nothing. Instead, he admitted it openly.
"One last question! Who left behind the Bone Altar? And why do you know how to use it?" The aura around Jiang Siming was slowly gathering, his low voice filled with a sense of power.
"I am not using it. It chose me! When Bone Descent comes, the undead will no longer be undead. We, too, have