From behind Lu Chengwen, a vast black curtain spread wildly, like a horror movie special effect, staining everything...
In almost an instant, the entire world had been plunged into darkness.
Liu Bo stood frozen in place, turning around in terror and looking about blankly. Heaven and earth were indistinguishable, the sun and moon gave no light, and only boundless darkness wrapped around the world.
A familiar sense of terror spread from the gaps between his toes to the tips of his hair.
Terror that reached deep into his soul!
It was the kind of panic and despair that arose from the depths of his heart and soul—a fear of unknown time, space, power, and causality... It made his entire body tremble uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, Lu Chengwen stood opposite him with seven Flames of Death hovering above his head, making him look like a soul-reaping Yama God of War and inspiring fear from the depths of one's heart!
Lu Chengwen did nothing else. He merely grinned at Liu Bo, and Liu Bo pissed himself on the spot.
Tears streamed down Liu Bo's face. "Y-you... you... what the hell are you? Are you even human? If you weren't human, you should've said so earlier! Humans fight humans, ghosts fight ghosts! I'm human, you can't hit me! You... you can't... you're breaking the rules..."
Lu Chengwen's vicious grin turned into furious rage.
"Trash! When you can beat someone, you don't care about reason and just chop down whoever you want! But when you can't win, you show this pathetic face!"
Liu Bo cried out, "How was I supposed to know you were this kind of monster!? Seven ghost flames! I only have one!"
Lu Chengwen flew into a rage. Even the Gentleman's Snow in his hand began changing color, glowing with an eerie green