Since he could remain so calm, how could he possibly have made no preparations?
After all, Peng Wanli still had not returned from within.
By now, the timing was just about right.
But Jiang Guangzheng clearly did not think so. He sneered, "Do you Underworld people all like talking big? Hahahaha! I am rather curious—what exactly can you use to deal with us?"
Mu Taiqing ignored him and merely clapped his hands lightly.
Then, a beam of light suddenly flashed over.
In an instant, a figure could be seen charging wildly through the crowd. Everywhere he passed, people turned to ashes and smoke.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of Enlightenment Stage experts had already fallen at his hands.
Jiang Guangzheng's scalp went numb in fright. "It's you, Peng Wanli!"
The Southern Realm people had just fought Peng Wanli, so how could they not know who he was? Coming back to their senses, they roared, "You bastard, you actually sided with the Underworld people! I'll kill you!"
Though Jiang Guangzheng knew he was no match for Peng Wanli, with so many people present, they would not have feared him if they truly reacted in time.
But how clever was Peng Wanli?
The moment he saw these people moving to surround him, he had already fled in the blink of an eye.
As he swaggered away, Peng Wanli let out an arrogant laugh. By now, who knew how many souls had perished beneath his command? He had slaughtered no fewer than seventy or eighty Enlightenment Stage experts.
Peng Wanli's methods needed no questioning. Coupled with the raging fury in his heart, all that lay in his wake was devastation.
Very soon, Peng Wanli strode grandly back into the Underworld people's ranks, causing everyone from the Underworld to turn solemn.
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