Lin Zhen's encounter with Ayu Luo immediately turned this place into a filming hotspot.
A top-three Hall of Fame member facing off against a demigod from ancient times—the battle was packed with spectacle.
Lin Zhen chased them here, then stopped and looked at Ayu Luo before him.
A dried-up, hideous old Ghost Clan man holding a Ghost Head Nine Ring Blade, its edge still dripping blood. If this face were brought to the mortal world, it would be enough to stop children from crying at night.
The Element Controller followed behind Ayu Luo and no longer hurried to run. With powerful reinforcements, he was once again thinking of killing Lin Zhen.
A scorching sensation came from behind him. In less than a minute of pursuit, his injuries had already mostly recovered.
Lin Zhen took out another pill and quietly placed it in his mouth.
"Lin Zhen, you've been hopping around pretty happily lately, haven't you?"
Ayu Luo finally spoke, his voice extremely unpleasant.
"I've lived for nearly two hundred million years and witnessed countless people rise to prominence quickly. My experience tells me that those who rise too fast often share the fate of meteors. Lin Zhen, you're an especially dazzling meteor I've seen, and now you're about to fall."
As he spoke, his lofty attitude was unmistakable. He clearly did not regard Lin Zhen as a threat.
Lin Zhen looked Ayu Luo up and down. "An old ghost like you has lived this long—why aren't you dead yet? You should've been in a coffin long ago, yet you came out pretending to be human. Your skin is unbelievably thick."
A vicious glint flashed across Ayu Luo's face. "Lin Zhen, you will pay for those words. Before you die, you will suffer even greater pain."
Before Lin Zhen could respond,