Yun Che asked gravely, "Who exactly are you?"
The man in the Tom Cat mask laughed. "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that I can't let you destroy this Evergreen Stele yet. Not a single step of the process can be skipped."
"Hmph, you think you can stop me?" As he spoke, Yun Che immediately used Divine Hand on him, snatching the Tom Cat mask off his face.
But to Yun Che's surprise, even without the mask, the man's face remained impossible to see.
There seemed to be a frantically spinning black hole on Windbreaker Man's face, and no power could dispel it.
Yun Che stopped asking questions. Since they would have to fight regardless, there was no need to know so much.
Yuezheng Xiangling, Ye Qingshuang, Qin Yelan, Feng Chu, Zu Tangtang, Lin Duo, Cao Taichun, and the others seemed to understand what Yun Che was thinking and each stepped forward.
Almost simultaneously, they all flashed forward, instantly engaging the strangely dressed experts behind Windbreaker Man.
As for Yun Che and Windbreaker Man, neither moved. They merely looked at each other.
The piercing clash of weapons filled their surroundings. Abyss Miasma and the divine word power of the righteous path entwined and tore at each other. The entire Arena kept crumbling and breaking away under the violent impacts, sending rubble mixed with bloody froth splattering everywhere.
Windbreaker Man's fingers, hanging at his side, twitched lightly. Fierce winds whipped his coat, making it snap and flutter. His voice drifted out through the spinning black hole, carrying a hint of casual amusement.
"Brother Yun, aren't you curious why I recognize you, or why I'm here?"
Yun Che remained impassive and replied offhandedly, "If you don't want to tell me, what can I do?"
With that, Yun Che locked his