Sky Moon Mountain, Central Hall.
Zhao Feng was surrounded by several layers. First were the three Palace Lords, then the eight True Spirit Realms, then the sixty-four elites.
Ten Core Elders were also watching intently from the edges of the mountain.
The Broken Moon Clan seemed like it was under a sky-covering net, and Zhao Feng’s figure seemed somewhat lonely.
“Zhao Feng, you’ve surprised me with your two True Lord Rank ghost corpses. No wonder you had the courage to return and fight against the Iron Dragon Alliance.”
Palace Lord You Long soon recovered after a moment of shock.
At the same time, the three Palace Lords quickly exchanged glances.
What seemed easy was actually quite difficult.
The combination of the two dark-silver ghost corpses and Zhao Feng was comparable to three True Lord Ranks.
This meant that the Iron Dragon Alliance didn’t have much of an advantage. If Zhao Feng focused on running, the chances of killing him weren’t very high.
