Crack, crack!
Zhuokun, the one wearing a half-mask on his left face, just suffered all his tendons and bones broken by Ta Lang and nearly got himself torn into shreds. Unexpectedly, Zhuokun vanished before their eyes. Taken by surprise, Ta Lang failed to keep Zhuokun from escaping.
The sound of colliding bones originated from Zhuokun's body. Despite all his tendons and bones broken, Zhuokun astonishingly managed to reconnect all of them and stand back up, as if Ta Lang's attack caused no harm to him at all.
"Hehe! You guessed right. What we just had was merely warm-up. What disappoints me is that, after so many years, my old pals of the Dark Swamp haven't improved much at all." Zhuokun unleashed another ear-piercing laughter. Even the sound of his speech drove people insane.
"Master, I can't wait to kill that old woman. Please grant me the power!" Du Qingwu knelt down before Ming Qitian on one knee with her hands outstretched toward him and her eyes closed.
