"Sure, tell me your plan." A group of people had schemed against the Blood Cloud Coffin by every means imaginable, so even without the matter concerning Han Shanshan, I would have appeared here resolutely anyway.
"My father had me guard this place precisely to weaken your strength. The ghosts and corpse soldiers around you are all too powerful. The Tang family was destroyed in its entirety, so naturally everyone is afraid of you. That's why they joined forces with several sects to deal with you. There are people from both the Daoist and Confucian schools. As long as they sever your hands and feet, their plan can be carried out as well!" Han Binbin's mind raced as she spoke.
Xijun kept her head slightly lowered, her large eyes watching You Jiangfei and Han Binbin with an eerie gaze. This disheveled little Ghost King was simply too terrifying.
Rumble! Hmph, what a flashy move.
The wall collapsed. The Unlucky Bear's black iron coffin had smashed straight through it. In the huge hole, the last person had also been slaughtered by the Unlucky Bear.
Quite a few people's souls had been crushed outright. Even the ghost officials who had poked their heads up fled back down, while the two black-and-white Impermanences at the Ghost King level beside us glanced at the Unlucky Bear before turning their heads toward me, as though they wanted to make a note of something.
My brow furrowed at once. Those two were probably at the level of City Gods, and their strength was in no way comparable to Zhou Xuan's two subordinates.
Boom!
The Unlucky Bear ignored all consequences and instantly smashed its coffin toward the two black-and-white Impermanences. Seeing that its strength was so formidable, the two of them did not linger. They vanished on the