A Little Ghost, a Chrysanthemum, Today I'll Slay You!

A faint, meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth as he said,

"That's right. I did indeed self-destruct, and not even my bones remained. But I was unwilling to accept it. So I spent ten thousand whole years crawling back from the Underworld to the human world, becoming a vengeful ghost to claim the lives and souls of you father and son!"

"Impossible! You can't be Golden Crocodile Douluo. He died long ago!" Tang Hao roared. "Show yourself! Don't try to play tricks in front of me!"

"Playing tricks? We are gods and ghosts by nature. Why would we need to pretend?"

"Then today, let this Clear Sky Douluo see what true godly and ghostly power is."

Two voices rang out one after the other.

The first was chilling and terrifying, carrying a distinctly ethereal quality.

The second was soft and winding, like an elegy sung by a wandering ghost.

Two figures instantly appeared behind Tang Hao, both radiating god-level fluctuations.

One of them held a chrysanthemum between his fingers. His features were delicate and feminine, with a faint, almost imperceptible smile lingering on his lips.

The other was shrouded entirely in dark Death Breath Power. Ghostly shadows swirled around him, nearly turning the entire sky into a realm of death.

"Y-you! How is this possible!"

Terror filled Tang Hao's face. Without a second thought, he abruptly shot backward.

If it were Golden Crocodile Douluo, he would still need to hesitate before daring to confirm it.

But Chrysanthemum Douluo Moon Pass and Ghost Douluo Ghost Charm were figures he knew all too well.

Moreover, the pressure emanating from Ghost Douluo was even more terrifying than Golden Crocodile Douluo's, making him feel as though he had fallen into an ice pit.

"You want to run? Did you