The blow stunned even the Nine Nether Queen!
Zhou Sining turned his wrist, bringing the blade's tip to bear on the Nine Nether Queen's brow.
Her breathtaking face had long since lost its earlier composure. Instead, terror twisted it into something grotesque!
Whoosh!
Zhou Sining stabbed down hard, but the blade met none of the resistance he had expected.
The Nine Nether Queen had fled.
At the most critical instant, she had split into wisps of soul that frantically scattered in every direction.
At a rough count, there were 1,800.
They were too tiny for Zhou Sining to bother hunting down. He lifted the Burning Heaven Blade and slowly rose.
The other four Undead Monarchs had already arrived.
"Woooo~~~~!"
Piercing ghostly wails rose in mournful lament as deathly energy swept in from afar, blotting out every trace of light!
Within the utter darkness on the horizon, Zhou Sining glimpsed two cold, eerie green lights.
He could not tell whether that entire bank of black mist was the Mist Ghost Commander, or whether the Mist Ghost Commander had merged into it.
Either way, the black mist swept across the sky, bringing an immense sense of dread and oppression!
The Agate Corpse Lord strode over as well!
Its build somewhat resembled the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister's. Countless heads covered its hill-like body, each possessing a pair of eyes and a mouth. It was a hideous creature straight out of a nightmare, enough to make anyone's scalp crawl!
Turning his head again, he saw the Red Skull Demon Lord charging toward him.
Its figure was no different from a human's: a stern-looking, dark red skeleton.
Earlier, it had not exuded even a trace of the imposing presence expected of a monarch-level creature. Only now, as it came charging in a fury, did Zhou