At the sight of all those corpses actually "standing" up, many Full Beastification experts felt their skin crawl, but Feilong sneered. "Thousand Shadow King, such paltry tricks!"
With a cold snort, Feilong transformed one arm and struck out with his palm. The terrifying air pressure smashed the corpses to pieces, reducing them to puddles of pulp. Now, no matter how capable the Thousand Shadow King was, he could hardly control a puddle of mangled flesh.
"Heh heh, just as expected of Feilong. Doomsday Blood Butcher, Feilong is an old friend of yours. I'll leave him to you."
The Thousand Shadow King's eerie voice rang out. Then a dark figure suddenly appeared inside the hall, as though he had "walked" straight out of thin air.
Feilong took a closer look. It was indeed the Doomsday Blood Butcher, whom he had fought several times and who certainly qualified as an "old friend"!
The Doomsday Blood Butcher had come after all. Feilong glanced behind him and saw no one, but he knew the Shadow King must have hidden himself again. Such was the Shadow King's uncanny ability; his movements were almost impossible to detect.
"Heh heh, trying to leave? Since you've broken into the palace, don't expect to get out..."
Suddenly, a cold voice with a hint of age rang out. Then an old man emerged from behind the king. His hair was completely white, but he was still vigorous, and a faint trace of killing intent radiated from him.
"Come out!"
The old man growled, releasing a white light that swiftly enveloped the entire hall. At the same time, a patch of shadow abruptly appeared not far from the king.
"Found you!"
The old man sneered. That patch of shadow had to be the Shadow King. He had tried to approach the