"Jialuo Demon King, prepare to die!"
Duan Gujin shouted loudly.
Suddenly, a dangerous premonition flashed rapidly through his heart.
His face changed drastically, his heart thumped violently a few times, realizing that danger was rapidly approaching.
Then, everyone saw countless dark shadows appear to their left.
Around those shadows was a swirling black mist.
"What is that?"
The crowd thought they were Jialuo Demon King's reinforcements.
Duan Gujin's brows furrowed tightly, his mind racing.
"It's strange, we've been fighting Jialuo Demon King hand-to-hand, and no reinforcements appeared nearby, but why are they appearing now?"
He was filled with doubts.
Just as everyone was on high alert, suddenly, from those numerous figures in front, a huge white skeletal hand abruptly reached out.
The white skeletal hand emitted a gloomy and terrifying white light, which made everyone feel terrified.
