The sight left the four commanders shocked and furious, but they had no time to worry about it. More black tendrils were already stretching up from the ground, reaching to ensnare them.
Swish, swish, swish.
A flash of blades suddenly blazed into view. The four commanders drew their swords and cut down all the tendrils rushing at them.
"Repulsion!"
Fang Cheng's voice rang out right after.
The air solidified into a single mass, and a tremendous force of repulsion slammed into them head-on.
Caught off guard, Xiayuan Kaito and the four commanders were all blasted away, flying over the wall and gate and landing outside.
As soon as the five hit the ground, Fang Cheng's voice rang out again.
"Imbalance!"
"Collapse!"
"Bind!"
"Crushing Doom!"
Everyone but Xiayuan Kaito immediately lost their balance and fell to the ground.
The ground collapsed beneath them. Unable to dodge while off balance, the four tumbled straight into the pit.
Countless black tendrils reached out from the walls of the pit and bound them tight. With a rumble, the ceiling overhead came crashing down, burying them.
Just like that, the four commanders were trapped without the slightest chance to fight back.
Xiayuan Kaito used his incredible sense of balance to counter the effects of Imbalance and dodged the Collapse in time.
He landed some distance away and looked up at Fang Cheng, who had already walked out through the gate.
"You're not a Chang Ghost. What kind of Monster are you?"
An unprecedented gravity colored Xiayuan Kaito's voice.
He had already taken Fang Cheng seriously enough to lead the team himself, yet things had still gone disastrously wrong.
"What kind of Monster am I? I'm just an ordinary Chang Ghost."
Fang Cheng sneered. "Judging strength by bloodline and race is such a ridiculously misguided way