Return to an Old Haunt

"How did a ghost like you infiltrate the Hell Envoys?"

Inside the ice coffin, Lu Chi drew upon every bit of ice crystal power within his body, condensing ten ice crystal swords around Zhang Chen just like before. Cold air radiated from their tips as they pointed directly at Zhang Chen's body, where something abnormal was occurring on the ground.

"Die!"

The ten ice swords stabbed down at once. Immediately afterward, the cross-shaped ice seal towering hundreds of meters over Zhang Chen began to collapse from within.

A White Shadow appeared amid the icy mist formed by the fallen fragments of the massive ice pillar.

In Lu Chi's eyes, he saw only a white-haired Zhang Chen glance at him. Then the white figure shot out of the tournament barrier and entered the connecting passage between the two worlds, which Brother Jin Geng's lightning had torn open, one second after him.

"Crack!" The ice coffin split apart. Lu Chi released his high-load unsealing state, dropped to both knees, and panted heavily.

"Just now... just now..." Lu Chi knelt on the ground, his mind filled with Zhang Chen's pure white eyes and the words that had entered his mind as Zhang Chen left—This time, I won't kill you. But there won't be a next time.

The passage carved through the sky by Brother Jin Geng's lightning power grew extremely unstable as time passed.

Nearly everyone's attention was focused on the reflection of another world overhead. Thus, almost no one noticed Zhang Chen's movements. When the white figure flashed past, no one had time to stop him.

"Was that... Zhang Chen just now?"

Although Elder Wu had seen only a white blur pass by, the pure ghostly aura emanating from it was beyond doubt.

At this moment, there was another person in the