The golden spears and armored horses conjured by sound waves clashed with the hideous infants manifested from the death energy of the necklace, locked in an inextricable battle.
The Witch King’s eyes flickered with cold light. He never imagined that a Chinese martial artist could actually withstand the Kuman Thong he had spent fifty years refining, especially using a form of sonic attack he had never seen before. This Chinese Ancient Martial Artist was clearly a cut above the one who had fought previously.
After roughly gauging Shang Bohuai’s strength, the Witch King channeled his power, and the death energy on the necklace swelled several times over, flooding the entire arena and conjuring a swarm of even more ferocious and terrifying infants.
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