[In the end, they're just a bunch of...]
Before the thought had fully surfaced in his mind, the Celestial Destiny Bone Armor in Li Boyang's hand abruptly ceased its spinning.
Staring at the upturned bone armor, Li Boyang's pupils suddenly contracted.
Next, the Flying Sword, which had been speeding through the black mist, came to an abrupt halt without warning, its blade trembling uncontrollably.
"You mere Mountain God, how dare you treat me so!"
A thunderous voice suddenly echoed from within Black Cloud Marsh.
Just as Li Boyang would not wait for the Ghost King of Black Cloud Marsh to fully form,
that strange old man, experienced as he was, would never sit idly by as he himself was being weakened.
—The "timing" that had appeared in earlier divinations was here!
Whr…whr…whr…
In the blink of an eye, the entire black mist of Black Cloud Marsh surged like a raging storm.
