The leaders gathered beneath the Bell Tower were stunned. They had witnessed all Eight Directions Undead Lords assemble, then seen the terrifying power Mo Xie wielded after his Demonization.
Du Xiao and the others had told them how fearsome the Demon Element was, but seeing it with their own eyes was another matter entirely.
"What an opportunity!"
After a long while, the leaders beneath the Bell Tower finally recovered from the shock, their faces filled with awe.
Then Chu Jia, who had worn a sour expression all along, suddenly brightened. "Everyone, this is our best chance! If that kid can hold off the eight Undead Monarchs, we can wipe out the undead on the battlefield!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, his body shuddered. That familiar killing intent swept over him again, even stronger than before, and cold sweat poured down his back.
Ling Xi... no, Ye Chang strode up to Chu Jia, her long legs clad in trousers and her heels clicking beneath her. Her still-beautiful face was frosted with anger, and dense killing intent radiated from her.
She fixed Chu Jia with an icy stare. If looks could kill, he would already have died several times over. "Do you want to die?"
For the first time, Chu Jia felt death looming over him. Fear crossed his face as he backed away, his voice trembling. "What... what are you trying to do?!"
"Elder Ling Xi, calm down. Don't let your emotions override your judgment."
Han Ji, president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, stepped forward and addressed Ye Chang. Then he turned sternly to the trembling Chu Jia. "Elder Chu Jia, I cannot agree to that. We are leaders of our respective factions and Super Level mages. How could we let someone younger protect us? Have we