Crimson Blade • Burning Heaven stopped precisely in front of the demonized Zhou Sining, its black-and-red eyeball staring fixedly down at his unconscious form.
"Click!"
The demonized Zhou Sining suddenly reached out with his left hand and grabbed the scabbard.
Then he stood up as though nothing had happened.
The Corpse of the Mountain Peak stopped abruptly and turned to look behind it. This time, its gaze locked directly onto the crater it had just smashed into the ground.
It sensed a terrifying, savage aura—and that aura was stronger than its own.
Stronger than it was!
How was that possible?!
That insignificant human insect should have died in the Nine Nether Queen's mental annihilation long ago. How could he still be alive, let alone suddenly unleash power that even it feared?!
"Interesting."
The Nine Nether Queen's voice rang out in its mind.
A moment later, the beauty in red appeared on the Corpse of the Mountain Peak's right shoulder.
"Get off!"
"You should deal with him first. He will threaten the king," the Nine Nether Queen said coldly.
The Corpse of the Mountain Peak fell silent.
The two Undead Monarchs reached an understanding and turned their gazes toward the crater together.
Boom!!!
The Corpse of the Mountain Peak took a step forward, heading straight toward the terrifying presence that unsettled them.
"The Corpse of the Mountain Peak turned around!" Zhu Meng's eyes widened.
"Wasn't that thing about to attack the barrier? Why did it suddenly turn around and leave?"
"No idea..."
By then, Han Ji had finished examining Zhang Xiaohou from head to toe.
"How is he?" He Yu held Zhang Xiaohou in her arms, her face full of anxiety.
"There's nothing wrong with him. He only passed out from using too much spiritual power." This was not Han Ji's