The Dead Soldiers joined forces, besieging Nangong Zheng.
Any of these Dead Soldiers, taken individually, would absolutely stand out within the Supplementing Divine Temple.
They were originally geniuses who had sacrificed their future potential and even their lifespan, so how could their resulting strength not be formidable?
However, among the strong, there are always those who are stronger. Nangong Zheng, deformingly powerful, fought against eight alone without being overwhelmed, and even seemed to be gaining the upper hand.
However, being restrained by eight such masters, he could not achieve victory for the time being, which infuriated him immensely.
As self-confident as he was, being blocked by what he considered mere ants enraged him beyond measure.
"Die!" he exploded, booming, his Sword Qi weaving through the air, terrifyingly unstoppable.
Whistling sounds ensued, as the eight Dead Soldiers took the blows, the Sword Qi leaving trails of blood on their bodies.
