"Hahaha..." Amid the rippling of the protective shield around him, the old man spat blood as he laughed wildly, bold and unrestrained. "I, Zhong Ziqi, have roamed the Sky-Piercing Realm for over six hundred years. Back then, I alone charged in and out of the Devil Race's grand formation seven times on the battlefield, slaughtering countless devil generals and devil soldiers. I have also slept with the courtesans of all thirty-six pleasure boats along the Qinghuai River. I have lived my life to the fullest, savoring joy and settling grudges as I pleased. Even if I die here today, what is there to fear? To die in battle at the hands of the Six-Armed Devil Emperor is precisely to die where I belong. Hahaha..."
The Six-Armed Devil Emperor was one of the Devil Emperors of the Devil Race's Spider Devil Hall in the Sky-Piercing Realm, a figure as famous as the Hundred-Faced Devil Emperor and one of the realm's peerless powerhouses.
Although Zhang Tie had long guessed that this person was the Six-Armed Devil Emperor, hearing the old man named Zhong Ziqi confirm his identity still gave him a secret jolt. He concealed his aura even further.
Zhong Ziqi's unyielding spirit in the face of death won Zhang Tie's admiration. But in a situation like this, leaving aside the Six-Armed Devil Emperor, even the group of Devil Race Saint-level powerhouses in red cloaks surrounding that black giant tower was more than Zhang Tie could handle. This was practically the entire force of a Devil Hall's experts pouring forth from their nest. Even two more Zhang Ties would not be able to withstand it. So, at this moment, Zhang Tie could only grit his teeth and watch from the side, while secretly wondering what exactly that black giant tower was.
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