Seven death knights charged straight at Ye Fan and his companions, barreling forward with utter arrogance.
"We've only just reached the first city, and this is how they welcome us? Seven half-step Quasi-Emperors? Isn't this a little too grand?"
Ye Fan was speechless. Wherever he went, enemies always jumped out to make trouble. Was this the protagonist's treatment? But he didn't think he was the protagonist!
Buzzz...
Awooo...
Just then, the seven ancient fierce beasts let out piercing howls. Visions manifested behind the seven death knights: countless skeletons, seas of blood, and mountains of corpses, all terrifyingly sinister.
"Come with us! Otherwise, the people around you will suffer."
The seven death knights reached the city gates and blocked their way. One pointed a great black sword at Ye Fan, his deathly aura turning the surrounding space cold and eerie.
Ye Fan could sense no trace of life in the auras of their immortal platforms, yet they did not seem to be corpses revived through the Spirit-Passing Land.
"Where did these creepy things crawl out from? They're disgusting!"
"How dare they block our way? Just wipe them out."
Pang Bo, Dragon Horse, Li Heishui, and the others took their stances, ready for battle.
"Let us go first."
The battle maniacs Yang Xi, Huahua, and Ye Tong struck first. Even if their opponents were half-step Quasi-Emperors, they were unafraid. These creepy things would make perfect sparring partners.
"Be careful," Ye Fan warned his disciples, telling them not to get careless. With him there, however, those seven creatures could hardly stir up much trouble.
Huahua shouted and charged ahead of everyone.
"Paltry tricks!
You dare flaunt your axe before the master carpenter?
Mighty Wei Tian Dragon!
Great All-Encompassing Mantra!
World-Honored Kshitigarbha!
Prajna, all Buddhas!
Prajna ba ma hum!"
Huahua unleashed his towering manifestation,