“A Long, attack them quickly!” shouted Fang An after formulating a plan.The young man didn’t attack from a distance, but instead closed in at close range. He was confident that the staggering undead wouldn’t be able to strike him.The closer Fang An approached, the more smoke seeped from every pore of the undead’s skin. At first, it was only a faint, almost invisible mist, but gradually it thickened into dense clouds.Fang An realized that their bodies were vulnerable to the bluish light radiating from his own body.“Now I know your weakness,” Fang An muttered to himself.A Long’s strike came first. A greenish-white light burst from his sword blade, mercilessly tearing through the undead, instantly shattering them into pieces. Their remains scattered across leaves, tree trunks, and blades of grass. The stench grew stronger, spreading wider with each second.Suddenly, Fang An leapt forward and landed in the middle of the disoriented undead. Just as he suspected, the ones near him imme

Fang An rose to his feet. A dozen steps away stood a human-like figure, yet his entire body was pitch black, glaring at him with blazing fury. His eyes burned white with seething rage."You dare deceive me, human!" the figure snarled.Fang An chuckled softly, tapping his forehead. "Did you forget that I have a mind of my own? I could see you when you were thrown out of Grandfather Sun Zu’s body.""Curse you, human! You’ll pay for this!" The black figure twitched with anger, humiliated at having been fooled by the young man.Fang An chuckled again as his hair lengthened and ignited into roaring flames. "It’s time for you to die!" he declared, grasping his fiery hair.The black figure’s eyes widened as a sword of fire appeared in Fang An’s hand. Only then did he realize that the young man possessed the energy of the Fire God—though not yet in its perfected form."Who is he? How does he wield the power that once killed His Majesty, the Dark King?" the figure wondered.A thought crossed h