His group had arrived with overwhelming force, yet they hadn't even caught a glimpse of Pei Ze before suffering such a heavy blow. They had lost six Wizards. How could Pei Zongguang not be utterly enraged?
He had completely lost his earlier composure. His eyes were bloodshot, and he longed to drag Pei Ze out, rip out his soul, and torture it with the cruelest methods imaginable for ten thousand years.
However, the only answer Pei Zongguang received was a brilliant, dazzling streak of golden light!
The golden light streaked across the sky like a meteor, shooting upward from below, closing the distance in an instant to appear right before Pei Zongguang.
By the time he reacted, his pupils had constricted into pinpricks.
He sensed an unprecedented threat of death from the golden light.
Horrified, Pei Zongguang let out a strange cry. The malevolent entity behind him instantly passed through his body, positioning itself between him and the streak of golden light.
