Boom!
A terrifying Super Level spell crashed down, killing the Corpse Minister blocking their path. At last, all three Minor Monarch undead had been eliminated.
Zhu Meng withdrew the thunder and flames wrapped around him, revealing his slightly damaged Lightning Fire armor. He panted as he steadied his weary body.
Working together, the leaders had dealt with the three Minor Monarch undead blocking their way, but the fight had drained much of their strength and Magic Energy.
Against an ordinary Monarch-Level Demon, it usually took five or six Super Level mages fighting together to kill it. That was the normal balance of power between humans and Demon Beasts. A freak like Mo Xie was another matter entirely.
"Hurry! We need to get to the main battlefield!"
Han Ji had just recovered his breath when he looked toward the distant battle. Red and black light suddenly collided, followed by an explosion that resounded across the Ancient Capital. A fierce shockwave rushed toward them.
Feeling the heat in the rushing air, everyone struggled to keep their footing against the blast.
Then they saw the Corpse of the Mountain Peak take the attack head-on and emerge apparently unscathed. Shock crossed their faces.
They had caught only a glimpse of that beautiful, crystalline fire lotus, but they had felt its devastating power. Yet such a terrifying Destruction spell seemed to have done nothing to the Corpse of the Mountain Peak.
If that fire lotus had exploded in front of them, even a Defensive Magic Tool and Defensive Magic would have been no help at all!
What they did not know was that the Corpse of the Mountain Peak had wrapped the fist it threw in death energy, absorbing the force of Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus. That was why it appeared unharmed.
"This won't do.