By the time Zhang Tie reached the camp, he saw Elder Mulei of Huaiyuan Hall standing motionless in midair more than twenty meters above the ground, radiating an overwhelming pressure as he gazed down at the expanse of tents before him.
The moment he saw Elder Mulei, Zhang Tie beat his wings and silently landed on an oak tree a hundred meters away. Holding his breath and focusing his mind, he watched the scene unfold.
The Sener Family's tent area, along with the demonized puppets outside it, had fallen into chaos. Countless demonized puppets were surging toward the tents.
Keze and the Sener Family's retainer Knight stepped out of the tent together. The instant Quentin saw Elder Mulei, his pupils contracted. Then, step by step, he walked from the ground into the air and faced Elder Mulei from fifty meters away, as though invisible stairs lay beneath his feet.
Several bolts fired from heavy ballistae shot toward Elder Mulei in an instant. Elder Mulei did not even glance at them. With a casual wave, as if swatting flies, he sent the bolts flying back at even greater speed. Crossing nearly a hundred meters, they blew apart the heads of the two Sener warriors holding the heavy ballistae. Only then did a thunderclap-like Sound Strike ring out. From beginning to end, Elder Mulei never once looked in that direction, while Quentin remained expressionless, as though he had not seen Elder Mulei kill people right in front of him. "Are you Keze?" Elder Mulei asked Quentin coldly.
"I am Quentin, a retainer elder of the Sainer Family. And who are you?"
"Huaiyuan Hall, Zhang Mulei!" Elder Mulei answered crisply and forcefully.
At that answer, Keze, who had just stepped out of the tent, changed color slightly, while Elder Quentin's expression immediately turned