Taking Down the Evil Spirit King, the Human Emperor Banner's Combat Power Soared Madly!

As the one who had personally orchestrated this great battle, Qin Luo stood in midair, looking at the breathtaking scene with immense satisfaction.

The zombies let out howls and charged madly toward Dead City.

From every direction, the Evil Spirits within Dead City were left utterly stunned.

Especially the Evil Spirit King, whose gritted-teeth voice rang through the void.

"Zombie King, we have always minded our own business. Why are you attacking me?!"

The Zombie King's hoarse voice sounded. "My master has given the order. I have no choice but to obey."

"Evil Spirit King, let me offer you some advice. Kneel and submit, and perhaps your soul may yet be spared from annihilation."

"Otherwise, you will surely fall into a state of eternal damnation!"

"Bah!" The Evil Spirit King's disdainful voice rang out.

"I disdain being called a king alongside you! A human's slave—you are unworthy!"

The Evil Spirit King's voice was ethereal and elusive, making it impossible to pinpoint his location. After saying that, he sank into silence once more.

The Zombie King's appearance made him feel troubled, but he had not yet reached the end of the road. He still had no intention of fleeing.

His senses settled upon Qin Luo's Human Emperor Banner.

"Obtain it, or destroy it!"

"If I can obtain it, I have a feeling that I will surely be able to reach the God King Realm!"

"At the very least, it must be destroyed. Otherwise, one day, my Evil Spirit Race will cease to exist!"

A scene had even emerged in his mind—his Evil Spirit Race reduced to that man's slaves.

The same fate as the Zombie Race was something he absolutely did not wish to see.

Thus, he waited for an opportunity. He sent several subordinates to hold back the Zombie King