Jiang Shi's laughter faded, and he took a step forward, his body already blocking the broad temple doors, exuding an invisible pressure. The brass rod in his hand rested on the ground, dripping with blood.
The numerous enemies before him had all been dealt with.
The Ninth Young Master and the Fourteenth Young Master, in the midst of resisting quickly, were utterly panicked.
But just then!
Suddenly, a terrifyingly bizarre aura erupted from behind Jiang Shi, eerie and obscure, with an unpleasant stench. Black mist surged quickly towards this part of the hall.
Jiang Shi's face showed a hint of surprise as he turned to look back.
He instantly saw amidst the thick black mist a bizarre shadow, shaped like a giant bat, swiftly pouncing with a black robe and two massive fleshy wings behind it. Its eyes were blood-red, curiously strange, and as it rushed forward, it let out a series of eerie infrasonic waves from its mouth.
Buzz buzz buzz!
