"Stop! Who goes there...?" Just as the people of the Black Blood Temple resumed their revelry, a squad of Black Blood Temple lackeys patrolling the skies more than a hundred kilometers outside Dragon Sea City intercepted Zhang Tie.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this squad should have counted as the Black Blood Temple's elite. Their leader was a Fierce God General, while the more than fifty people following him were all level-twelve to level-fifteen Divine Soldiers. Wearing flying battle armor, they patrolled the skies as the outermost sentries of Black Blood City. Thanks to their presence, nine out of every ten people who escaped from Black Blood City would be captured and sent back, losing their lives as a result.
Of course, in Zhang Tie's eyes, lackeys were still lackeys, even if a Fierce God General led them.
Zhang Tie had spotted them from a thousand kilometers away. With their abilities, they naturally could not have intercepted him. The only reason they had managed to stop him was because Zhang Tie had deliberately allowed it, since these people could provide him with firsthand information about the Black Blood Temple.
Zhang Tie's gaze swept across the fifty-odd people. The flying battle armor they wore was all in the style of the Dragon Emperor Temple. Originally, there had been a Dragon Emperor Temple insignia on the left breast of each set of armor, but those marks had now been ground away and replaced with an emblem Zhang Tie had never seen before—the emblem of the Black Blood Temple. There was no need to ask; Zhang Tie knew these flying battle armors had to be "spoils of war" seized by the Black Blood Alliance from the cities west of the Dragon Emperor Temple...
Seeing flying battle armor that had once belonged to