1281 Clash

"I thought you enjoyed fighting and causing a ruckus. Why are you asking me for help this time?" An icy voice rang out, shaking the world around them as the icy ground off in the distance suddenly split apart. An enormous crevice appeared, followed by a similarly towering figure emerging from it. This figure was dressed in long black robes that had silver patterns embroidered on them. His black hair fell down to his waist. He looked fairly handsome, but his eyes were ice cold. It felt as though there was nothing capable of stirring or shaking his heart.

He slowly walked over, causing an invisible wave of pressure to push down upon Ji Ning and Azurefiend. Both turned pale.

"This black-robed Sourcewalker is far more powerful than the other one," Ning mused.

"Gwaaaaar! Another one? I'll eat this one, then I'll eat you!"