Boom!!!!
The shock wave from the colliding fists struck both the demonic Zhou Sining and the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, leaving them both stunned for several seconds.
Seizing that opening, Zhou Sining lowered his eyes toward the mages below.
"I'll handle the Corpse of the Mountain Peak. Keep an eye on the other Undead Monarchs for me. Don't let them interrupt me!"
The sinister voice came from a hundred meters overhead, yet Yao Ting and the others heard every word clearly.
"What does he mean? Is he here to help us?" Zhu Meng looked at Yao Ting.
"I don't know either. There's nobody like him in the Ancient Capital." Yao Ting was just as baffled.
"I saw him fly over from the Inner City. Could he really be some peerless expert?" Hunter King Du Xiao speculated.
Li Yujian pursed his lips. "With an aura like that, he doesn't look like a good guy to me."
"I agree." Shi Zheng nodded.
With the suddenly appearing, sinister figure holding the Corpse of the Mountain Peak in check, the Super Level mages felt considerably less pressure. They even had time to chat.
"So what should we do? Listen to him?" Chu Jia brought them back to the matter at hand.
Han Ji suddenly returned, his voice stern. "Listen to him. Head back!"
With the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association giving the order, everyone immediately found their bearings.
While the Corpse of the Mountain Peak was still facing off against that sinister figure, they hurriedly organized their forces and returned to the Inner City.
"President, do you know him?" Zhu Meng asked.
"He's Zhou Sining," Han Ji said, answering their questions succinctly.
"Zhou Sining? Who's that?"
"I've never heard of him. And why has he turned into something so sinister?"
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