Not far away, everyone who noticed how quickly the battle had ended was also left dumbstruck.
Mo Xie, Xu Zhaoting, and the others took it well enough, knowing exactly how strong Mo Xie was. Of everyone present, Shorty and Muscular Man were by far the most shocked.
Good grief, just who was this guy? He had killed something only an Advanced Mage could handle in the blink of an eye.
They knew Mo Xie was a Hunter Master and had expected his strength to be at the advanced level. They simply had not expected him to finish off the Ax-wielding Corpse General with a single slash, without casting a single spell!
Mo Xie hung the Yama King at his waist and swept an indifferent gaze over the undead charging toward them. They were almost a black tide, threatening to swallow everyone whole.
Strange howls kept coming from every direction. They sounded as though stones were stuck in the creatures' throats, unbearably grating.
"Shut up!"
Mo Xie snorted coldly. Purple-black light filled his eyes, and lightning arcs gradually began dancing at their corners as violent lightning flickered around his body.
He slowly raised his hand, gathering a lightning ball in his palm. It seemed to contain an immense concentration of destructive power; even the aura radiating from it was enough to inspire fear.
"Everyone, get down!"
Mo Xie's steady voice rang in their ears. Mo Fan and the others hurriedly dismissed the spells in their hands and crouched without the slightest hesitation.
Seeing this, everyone else followed suit, afraid that even a moment's delay would spell disaster.
Once everyone was crouching, Mo Xie held the lightning ball in a loose grip, lowered his stance slightly, and swung his arm in a full circle.
The next instant, a strand of purple-black lightning