Zhang Ji walked over to the Lightforging leg and touched it lightly with a finger.
Instantly, a burning sensation seared his fingertip, and he involuntarily took a step back.
With a wave of his hand, a swarm of insects surged forward, enduring the scorching power of Lightforging as they lifted the leg.
"Is this what you wanted?"
The person far away gave Zhang Ji no reply, making him look like a useless jester.
On top of his earlier defeat by Xu Le, this darkened his gaze further.
"Next time, it definitely won't happen again."
"Stop wasting time. Let's go."
As the Lightforging limb was retrieved, Zhang Ji felt that the other party's attitude seemed to have grown even worse than before.
But he had little choice now. He could only follow this road to its bitter end!
Zhang Ji glanced back at the battlefield. The black water beneath his feet still hadn't receded, but he had no reason to clean up the battlefield anymore.
"Perhaps after this... I'll have to leave this city."
Inside the black hole, Xu Le slumped helplessly on the ground.
"There's really nothing I can do against someone that powerful!"
He patted the ground, then suddenly noticed something strange about the grass beneath him. It was a little too lush, and it was warm.
Wait...
Xu Le grabbed at what lay beneath him and immediately felt that something was wrong.
"What are you grabbing?" a deep, powerful voice asked.
Then came Black Sheep's distinctive Golden Cross Pupils.
Xu Le remembered reading in some popular science novels that goats actually had rectangular pupils, which were very distinctive and recognizable.
Yet Black Sheep before him had Cross Pupils. Perhaps it wasn't a goat...
"Uh... thank you for your help, Lord Black Sheep. If you hadn't intervened, I'm