The Yin Wind roared.
In an instant, the entire Netherworld Mansion seemed to plunge into darkness. The Yin Wind howled, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to transform into a torrent of Demonic Qi, eroding towards Wang Junze.
"Roar!"
The Mirage Dragon roared again, dispersing the incoming Demonic Qi.
For the Mirage Dragon, this Demonic Qi and Yin Wind posed no significant threat, but for Wang Junze, they were indeed a grave danger.
Currently, Wang Junze couldn't mobilize any Spiritual Qi. Once eroded by Demonic Qi, he would easily face life-threatening danger.
Beside him, Peng Ru tightly grasped the Li Shang Sword, emitting a glimmer of Sword Intent, vigilantly guarding Wang Junze.
"Who's in charge of the Netherworld Mansion now? Come out and speak!"
Standing on the Mirage Dragon's back, Wang Junze spoke coldly with an indifferent expression.
