Darryl was hovering in mid-air while he watched the fierce battle in surprise.
Each of those warriors in Jack's Death Army was extremely brave because they were dead—they could feel no pain at all. Some had an arm cut off, and some were even without their head, but they could still fight.
There was a huge disparity in strength between those two sides. Every elite from various major sects had to deal with five or six Death Army at any one time. Most of them were powerless due to that unique situation.
'If we can't kill the Death Army, how do we carry on fighting?'
F*ck!
Darryl frowned anxiously.
He knew that they needed to find their opponent's weaknesses. Otherwise, the enemy would breach the Dragon Gateway, and the entire South Cloud World and even the nine continents would fall into flames of war.
"Hahaha!"
Just as Darryl was anxious, he saw Jack in a fit of crazy laughter. His eyes bore directly into Darryl's. "My army is invincible, Darryl. No one in the Nine Mainland can oppose them. Even though you have defeated the New World Army in Dark Cloud City, you would not be able to stop me!"
"Today is the day I destroy the Nine Mainland cultivator's world. Go to hell!"
Jack rushed toward Darryl. Wherever he passed, the sky tore apart. His entire body was filled with a terrifying and evil aura.
"Darryl! Be careful!"
"Be careful!"
Yvette and everyone else exclaimed.
Even though Darryl was very powerful, Jack had taken refuge with the King of the Dead. His devilish practices were so terrifying that no one should underestimate him.
Darryl did not panic at all.
Buzz!
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