One after another, a thunderbolt kept falling on Mu Zheng's body, which brought him down to his knees.
"You know, Mi Yao said that there are sects that kill thousands of people to increase their strength, and the Dark Soul Sect isn't like that. I didn't believe her at that time, and you have proved me right. There's no difference between all these sects. They pretend to be different from the others, but on the inside, they're all the same," Long Chen muttered as he stepped towards Mu Zheng, who was lying on the ground, weakened.
"I'll destroy your soul, you bastard! Last time you survived, but my soul is way stronger now!' Mu Zheng roared like a mad person as he used his dark skill.
A dark mist left his body and went towards Long Chen, but Long Chen had already been affected by it last time, and he was ready.
Before the mist could touch him, he appeared behind Mu Zheng and thrust his sword in Mu Zheng's neck.
