The dagger that was impaled into it was the Dragon Slaying Dagger. It can even inflict serious damage on gigantic dragons with just one hit.
Where did this Dragon Slaying Dagger come from?
Before the black-robed necromancer could take the time to comprehend, he felt a huge surge of pain from his back. His whole body was then sent flying outwards, falling heavily onto the ground.
In the air, a leg descended, covering the whole sky…
Yue Yang stepped on the black-robed necromancer but did not immediately kill him. Instead, he looked into the distance and laughed: “I guess you must be the Master Suo Ge? I think you have watched quite a bit, aren’t you going to come down to save your underling? Although your concealing ability is not bad, please take note of the flow of the air. Next time don’t stand in the direction of the wind. Otherwise, it will be easy for people to catch a whiff of the corpse stench on you. I say, next time, if you manage to survive today, why don’t you learn from this lesson?”
“You sure are good at talking. But if you think I am like the Lu Ben whom you are stepping on, then you have made a huge mistake.”
There was an aged and haughty voice that resounded through the open space.
There were a few hissing sounds.
It was as though a protective screen had been removed from the sky. In front of Yue Yang’s eyes, there was a Silver-ranked Level 7 Zombie Dragon. It’s wings were tattered and its body was corroded. Coupled with the deeply diluted and lifeless eyes, it was evident that it was once a gigantic dragon.
The gigantic dragon might have been dead, but its residual aura still existed.
Although it had became a zombie, its level was still a high Silver-ranked Level 7.
Riding atop the Zombie Dragon was an elderly man with a wrinkled face. He wore a long purple-black robe and wielded a skeletal bone staff that flickered with a red light.
He arrogantly looked down at Yue Yang in a haughty manner: “Although you may have defeated Lu Ben, in my eyes, you are just a little worm. I am a lich that has cultivated for 500 years. With a wave of my hand, I can pinch you, little brat, to death like a tick. What does defeating Lu Ben even count for? He is only my undead servant, a human shaped tool that can breathe. You think you can use him to threaten me?”
“I’ve never thought of using it to threaten you. I only thought of keeping it and slowly interrogate it to obtain the information I require.” Yue Yang coldly slashed down at the black-robed necromancer Lu Ben’s skeletal skull with his demonic blade. He then kicked away Lu Ben’s skull away by more than 10 metres.
“You’re overestimating yourself. You want to oppose me? You will immediately understand what is called a mantis trying to stop a chariot.” Lich Suo Ge arrogantly snorted.
“Nope. It should be ‘mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind’.”
Yue Yang laughed as a shadow was pouncing downwards from the sky, in a manner that was faster than lightning, with both arms like the scythes of a reaper.
It was actually the Reaper Mantis who had all along been hiding itself.
It’s original target might have been Yue Yang. However, it’s focus had now shifted to the Zombie Dragon and the afterimage of Yue Yang disappeared from the ground. When Lich Suo Ge used his perception and managed to locate him, he discovered that the brat had already appeared directly underneath. He was approaching like the Reaper Mantis, and in his hands, he wielded the steaming flaming purple demonic blade. It’s killing intent was not any lesser than the scythes of the Reaper Mantis.