The situation was rather unfavorable, but since they had not been routed, Lin Xuan was already quite pleased. His gaze shifted, and he locked onto a battle several li away to his left.
Although cultivators and fierce ghosts had long since turned this entire area into utter chaos, with spiritual tools and spells crisscrossing everywhere, the place his eyes fell upon was where the fighting was most intense.
In the sky, a gigantic, brilliantly colored Phoenix was violently clashing with an evil ghost several zhang tall, horns growing from its head.
Light flickered without end, and with every impact came a frantic shockwave of spiritual energy.
Within the Phoenix's glowing silhouette, a familiar figure could faintly be seen—phoenix eyes, cherry lips, and a full figure. It was none other than the female cultivator called Lady Lan.
This woman truly deserved to be called an expert of First Line Gorge. Though she had suffered somewhat when facing the Yin Baleful Skeleton earlier, now that she was up against a Ghost King of the same rank, she did not fall behind in the slightest.
Lin Xuan hesitated briefly, then his figure swayed and transformed into a startling rainbow, flying toward Lady Lan.
As the saying went, when shooting a man, shoot his horse first; when catching bandits, catch the king first. If they first dealt with the other two Ghost Kings, this battle would naturally hold no suspense.
Who knew whether the fierce ghosts had underestimated the lone human cultivators, never expecting them to gather together and lay out a grand formation for an ambush, or whether the strength of these savage souls and fierce spirits had been slightly overestimated.
In short, judging by the current situation, victory was even possible; delaying them was naturally no longer worth mentioning.
Lin Xuan felt