Above the Starry Sea.
Zheng glanced at the firm determination in the faces of the many disciples of the Wayless Sect, then at the black fog rolling in front of them. He sighed and chose not to persuade them further.
He knew that these disciples of the Nameless Master were determined not to retreat.
"If none will retreat, then let's battle. Unleash your strongest attacks; in front of the Dark Dominator, we don't stand a chance."
"Unlike other overlords, the Dark Dominator has no emotions. It won't waste words on us; the Dark Dominator only kills, kills without end."
Zheng meticulously explained this to the many disciples of the Wayless Sect.
The expression on his face was heavy with seriousness; he understood fully well the terrifying nature of the Dark Dominator.
"Understood."
The disciples of the Wayless Sect were clear-cut in response, their demeanor tightened, and their auras surged forth one after another.
