112 Fight inside the corridor (1/2)

After a few minutes, Zhu Zemin was starting to feel that something as wrong.

Even if they wanted to bait him out, shouldn't they try something other than just shouting profanities towards him?

Or have the expert make a move?

Could it be that they really are buying time?

Just as the thoughts entered his head, Zhu Zemin sensed the footsteps of eleven individuals walking towards the corridor.

The footsteps were loud enough to be heard by those nine in the Martial General Realm as well. However since none of them showed any change in their expression, Zhu Zemin guessed that thine who were coming weren't his soldiers but their accomplices.

So they were buying time!

Fuck!

Staring with wide eyes to see who was coming, Zhu Zemin almost sighed from sensing the first one to be another Martial General.

But he didn't so so after seeing the second one.

It was that prince from the Bai Kingdom who visited his palace and disappeared like a shadow!

However, that wasn't the end.

Following behind the first two was a second prince from the Bai Kingdom who looked exactly similar to the one walking behind him.

And then a third, fourth, fifth.... tenth... A total of ten princes?!

What the fuck was happening?!!

There were a total of ten similar-looking princes who looked like exact replicas and their strength was the same as well!

They all looked exactly like the prince who visited the palace, and we're all exactly mortals like him!

But, Zhu Zemin wouldn't be fooled by that again.

So what is they were mortals? They definitely had some sort of trick up their sleeves.

Who knows if maybe all of them could turn into shadows and escape when hit.

Zhu Zemin couldn't take the risk.

”If only you weren't so scared of there being a trap and attacked these nine, I probably wouldn't have been able to come here in time to catch you.”

Gritting his teeth from hearing those words, Zhu Zemin pulled out the spear which was bigger than him from his spatial ring.

Just this moment had already caused his spear to hit the walls, and forced Zhu Zemin to take another stance if he wanted to fight freely.

What happened next made Zhu Zemin's eyes turn quite wide.

The ten Martial General cultivators picked up one of the princes each and placed them on their shoulders in such a way as if they were going to throw them.

And indeed they did.