Monarch Of Time

Chapter 915 Taking revenge (1)

This sudden turn of events had left everyone dumbfounded, as the group of 6 peak-stage Dao Kings stared intently at the figures of the 2 newcomers who were now blocking Elder Ling's path.

The pair of black skeletons were each emitting an aura that could rival a peak-stage Dao King in strength, and were arrogantly brandishing their massive dark-red greatswords that looked like they had been dried in a pool of blood for hundreds of years, as they faced the bald Elder Ling in front of them!

The distant black-robed Elder Ming, as well as the Holy sect's Zhuan Peng and the others were briefly taken aback by the black skeletons' sudden appearance, but the most surprised out of everyone present was without a doubt the man closest to them, Elder Ling!

The bald middle-aged Dao King could sense better than anyone else how terrifying the 2 black skeletons in front of him really were, causing him to finally hesitate for the first time during their fight!

Although the 2 black skeletons were each emitting auras that could rival another peak rank 9 Dao King, as a peak sixth-stage body refiner himself, Elder Ling wasn't overly concerned over that detail.

After all, even the weakest among peak sixth-stage body refiners was able to easily deal with a couple of average peak rank 9 Dao Kings, as long as they managed to bridge the distance between them and get close to their opponent during a fight.

Of course, if they couldn't bridge that gap, then the fight between them would be an entirely different matter altogether, but as long as they managed to do so and close the distance quickly enough, body refiners were almost guaranteed to kill their opponent!

After all, it was common knowledge that in close combat, body refinement cultivators reigned supreme and could easily destroy qi refinement cultivators of the same level, as long as their opponents didn't have any powerful defensive abilities or treasures, or if they hadn't comprehended any abnormally powerful Daos themselves! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

And yet, what caused Elder Ling to hesitate was the extremely dense death qi that surrounded the black skeletons along with their dark-red greatswords. Although Elder Ling couldn't tell if this overwhelming death qi was a type of martial skill or some abnormally powerful Dao that Liu Mei had comprehended, the middle-aged man could instinctively tell how dangerous of an element it was, even to someone like him!

Even though body refiners were famed for their regenerative abilities, Elder Ling's senses were now screaming at him to avoid getting wounded by those dark-red greatswords at all costs.

Unfortunately for the bald middle-aged man, that single moment of hesitation was all it took for his fate to be sealed;

From the depths of the pool of darkness beneath Liu Mei's feet, 4 more black skeletons that looked almost identical to the first 2 gradually crawled out, followed by an enormous, hideous abomination that lacked any eyes on its grotesque face!

The Death Eater along with the 4 skeleton kings then lunged at the bald man the moment they emerged, looking like a group of ravenous beasts that were finally unleashed from their shackles, causing a rain of blood to erupt.

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Whether it was the white-robed Elder of the Holy sect, Zhuan Peng, the green-robed woman named Wang Dongmei, or anyone else from their group, they all seemed to be at a loss as Elder Ling's miserable wails entered their ears!

The powerful peak sixth-stage body refiner was the strongest Dao King among their group, and yet in the face of that terrifying onslaught, he appeared completely helpless and could only defend himself as he desperately fell back. Layers upon layers of earthen armor appeared to cover his entire body as the middle-aged man tried to block off the enemy attacks, but in the face of the black skeletons' unending barrage of strikes and the Death Eater's constant pressure looming over his head, Elder Ling found himself completely suppressed as wounds quickly started to accumulate all over his body!

As for the remaining 2 black skeletons who had yet to join the fight, they were simply standing protectively in front of Liu Mei this entire time and were merely observing Elder Ling, as if the fight in front of them had truly nothing to do with them.

''Thi-This...''

Meanwhile, the black-robed Elder Ming could only raise his trembling finger and point it towards the faraway fight, looking as if he wanted to say something, but other than letting out a few inaudible sounds, the old man didn't dare to lift a finger in the end.

Of course, it wasn't because the man was somehow intimidated by the strength of the black skeletons or the hideous appearance of the Death Eater. After all, those creatures may have been strong, but ultimately, they were still at the level of a peak rank 9 Dao King! With 6 peak-stage Dao Kings in his group, Elder Ming was fully confident in subduing those monsters if they all joined hands together.

What made the black-robed old man truly shiver with trepidation however, was the constant emergence of more and more of those monsters from the ground below Liu Mei.

Undead knights followed by the regular white skeletons seemed to come out in droves as they quickly filled the battlefield around Liu Mei, and for some reason, all of them seemed to have turned their sights on him!

At this point, the old man understood that it was not just Elder Ling's, but even his own life that would be in jeopardy if he stayed around any longer. So... without another word, the black-robed old man decisively turned around and chose to flee at full speed!

Elder Ling's echoing wails seemed to be turning weaker and weaker with every passing second, as the bald middle-aged man continuously failed to break free from the black skeletons' and the Death Eater's entrapment, and yet the black-robed old man in the distance didn't slow down his fleeing speed for even a second.

It didn't matter how many troops the opponent's side had; if they couldn't catch him it was all for naught. Additionally, the old man could tell that although Liu Mei's skeletons were strong and were great in numbers, enough to even swarm a peak sixth-stage body refiner like Elder Ling, their speed was actually nothing special. At the very least it couldn't compare to a true peak-stage Dao King like him. As long as he decided to flee, none of them could catch up to him!

As he swiftly flew away, the old man didn't even pay any attention to Zhuan Peng or the other Dao Kings from his group and was only focused on getting as far away from Liu Mei as possible! As long as he could escape from that harbinger of death and that horrifying undead army of hers, nothing else mattered at this point!

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It was only after flying for more than 800 miles and seeing that nobody seemed to be chasing after him that the old man finally decided to slow down and catch his breath for a moment. And yet, just as Elder Ming was about to breathe out a sigh of relief thinking that he was finally far enough from Liu Mei's attack range, his entire body suddenly turned stiff while a cold feeling permeated his heart, as a sharp sensation suddenly pierced through his chest!