Electrolux turned his gaze to the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, which was taking a brutal beating. With a casual wave of his hand, a Spatial Portal appeared.
He recalled the Corpse of the Mountain Peak directly and sent Mu Ningxue, Xu Zhaoting, Mu Bai, and the others outside. Naturally, that included Zhan Kong, who had just run over.
"Is that the Ancient King?!"
Han Ji stared wide-eyed at the figure clad in the Ancient Armor Robe. He had never imagined that someone from a thousand years ago could still be alive.
Electrolux glanced at Su Miu, who was being pinned in a corner, and his eye twitched. He could not help sighing.
"Ah, to be young. Hahaha! This old man has never felt so refreshed."
Previously, he had been busy researching Battle Armor, fusion magic, various applications combining soul guidance magic, and magic that could counteract the demon element.
He had never found an opportunity to restore his physical body. Now, he had finally done so, and with the Armor Robe on him, his cultivation had reached the Emperor-level. The vibrant vitality of a living body certainly felt wonderful.
The undead receded like an ebbing tide. The Ancient Capital Cataclysm came to an end, with casualties numbering only in the hundreds.
Most of those who died were fearless soldiers. Su Miu had already done everything he could to save the countless lives in the Ancient Capital.
Come to think of it, if this had happened on the Douluo Continent, Su Miu probably would have gathered enough faith to ascend to godhood by now.
However, most of the Ancient Capital had been razed. There was no helping it-the collateral damage from battles between Monarch Level beings and super-level mages was simply too great. Next came the work of rebuilding the