Zheng Jinshang panted heavily, his aura seeming slightly weaker. This summoning was evidently rather draining. Even he—who had reached peak Stage Five—found it taxing. However, all of this was worth it.
This ancient nether corpse was extremely tyrannical; it was akin to a Stage Six Bright Moon-rank monster, enough to kill off this group of people and stabilize the situation for him!
A hint of savageness flashed across Zheng Jinshang's face. When he returned to his senses, he saw a stream of brilliant sword glow tear through the air and slash right toward the ancient corpse.
"Haha, laughable!" He couldn't help breaking into a hideous grin. These fellows before me are truly overconfident!
