Chapter 92 - Puppet Soldier Orbs, Twelfth Level
By the time Zhong Lin arrived, Li Guanqi had already finished the battle.
Zhong Lin reeked of gunpowder. His opponent had hurled a sphere packed with the stuff at him. The blast only delayed him momentarily, but that slight pause was all it took for the fight to end.
Meanwhile, more than a dozen figures in black robes had gathered outside a mysterious altar on the third underground level. Their leader took out a jade disc, his expression shifting several times before he said in a low voice, “The squad leader of Team Four is dead.”
A black-robed man with a blue armband responded gravely, “Thousand-Mechanism Umbrella is dead?”
“The disciples from the Daxia Sword Sect who came this time are generally weak. Who could’ve taken down Thousand-Mechanism Umbrella?”
The leader, wearing a purple armband on his right arm, said coldly, “Forget about them for now.”
“How many disciples of the Daxia Sword Sect have your other two squads killed?”
The man with the blue armband replied quietly, “Five.”
The one with the yellow armband added solemnly, “Three on our end. A few of the disciples who came this time are late Foundation Building Realm cultivators. They’re tougher to deal with.”
The leader’s expression darkened. “Fifty of them came in. My team’s killed four. That leaves thirty-eight.
“No more waiting. We’ll head to the lowest level and find the Thousand-Mechanism Array Tray before they find this place.”
Up on the top level, Li Guanqi had noticed something unusual. He’d peeled back his opponent’s clothes and discovered a white silk ribbon tied around the man’s right arm—an armband of sorts, though it bore no patterns or symbols.