The Black Mountain Cult Leader stared at the scene before him in surprise. He had finally managed to lure the Heavenly Secret Soldier away, so why was there someone else here besides Young Master Zhuge?
Seeing the Black Mountain Cult Leader return, Young Master Zhuge immediately shouted, "Black Mountain Cult Leader! Kill..."
Before Young Master Zhuge could finish speaking, Ye Han saw the Black Mountain Cult Leader return and flicked his fingers, releasing twelve Formation Flags. He pointed a finger, and a fierce gale howled.
His last set of Dragon-Trapping Formation Flags shot out instantly. Wind surged and clouds churned throughout the enormous hall, blocking the Black Mountain Cult Leader and Young Master Zhuge.
Then Ye Han sprang into motion, sprinting toward the stairs to the second floor...
The Black Mountain Cult Leader also realized something was wrong and roared, "You aren't getting away!" With that, he lunged forward...
But fierce winds howled amid the surging clouds. The Dragon-Trapping Formation had already unleashed a tremendous storm that swept through the entire hall, and the Black Mountain Cult Leader charged straight into it...
Young Master Zhuge stared in bewilderment. What was going on? Why had that fellow run away?
Just then.
"Break!" The Black Mountain Cult Leader's furious roar rang out from within the formation.
A muffled explosion followed amid the formation's churning winds and clouds. Three enormous blood-red hands, wreathed in hazy skulls, crushed their way out by brute force, blasting the Dragon-Trapping Formation apart...
The boundless storm scattered, its force toppling the shelves throughout the hall in every direction...
But as the storm surged, Ye Han had vanished without a trace.
The Black Mountain Cult Leader's gaze swept around like lightning. "Where did he go?" he exclaimed.
Young Master Zhuge also cried out in shock, "What's going on?"
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