Inside the Dragon Vault, just as Xu Qingzhao and the other seven had all fallen into the Realm of Greed and the situation turned critical, a miracle occurred.
The Night Walker, who had once fought Ren Ye's team and shared a tiny bit of history with the Basement Female Ghost, suddenly appeared inside the small secret chamber.
Beneath the dim lights, he wore a cloak, his silver skin giving off a faint glow, his eyes fixed on Wang Shoucai.
That gaze also frightened Old Wang somewhat. There were clearly guards outside, so how had this strangely dressed man gotten in?
With no time to think, Wang Shoucai controlled the red sphere at his fingertips, extending the Realm of Greed toward the Night Walker as he said quietly, "Hold him off first. I'll draw him into the realm."
"Whoosh, whoosh...!"
As his words fell, successive whistles tore through the air. More than a dozen Little Iron Men hurtled toward the Night Walker from multiple directions. At the same time, four Supernatural Ability Users unleashed their Mystical Abilities and attacked the intruder.
The Night Walker stood unmoving amid the turmoil around him, his expression numb, but his delivery stiff. "You slaves don't deserve the Supreme Treasure. You-all-must-die."
His shout reverberated as he raised both arms, watching four Mystical Abilities fly straight toward his vital spots.
"Crack!"
Standing where he was, the Night Walker threw a punch. His bones gave a crisp, powerful crack, but neither Star Source Fluctuations nor Mystical Abilities appeared around his fist or arm. It looked utterly plain.
"Boom!"
The violent noise abruptly halted Yu Weifeng and the others inside the Realm of Greed.
"Crack!"
"Bang!"
"...!"
A series of sharp cracks rang out. The four Mystical Abilities collapsed beneath the Night Walker's terrifying punch, their Star Source flowing