Shi Kun nearly peed his pants when he saw that the black-armored general had turned its gaze onto him. He had lived a life of greatness, being born into a prominent clan, blessed with both looks and talent. There was a bright future ahead of him. 

Am I really just going to die in this lousy place?

He shuddered with fear as he thought about how his brawny subordinate had been sucked dry and turned into a ball of waste meat by the black-armored general.

All of a sudden, Qiao Xueying’s body glowed with a greenish light, then she spurted a mouthful of blood. It was hard to tell what she had done, but she had somehow managed to break free of the restraints rooting her in place. She quickly ran over to Shi Kun and touched his head, and the same green light swiftly suffused his body as well.

This was the power of life force, and it had the ability to curb the death aura of the undead.

Qiao Xueying’s face had turned pale, and blood was trailing from the corners of her lips. Clearly, using this power was extremely draining on her.

“Young master, we need to run!” 

It would take another few more seconds before Shi Kun was completely released from the seal, but in the face of an expert of the black-armored general’s caliber, even a second or two would be the difference between life and death. Not...