When Ghost King saw that his old rival of so many years had finally died, his mood instantly improved considerably.
But that was not something he could be proud of.
Because he still had another formidable enemy.
That was Saint Lord Taichu behind him, whom he had yet to find a way to defeat completely.
Saint Lord Taichu's existence was still a considerable threat to Ghost King.
Although he appeared to have completely submitted to the other's authority.
Behind the scenes, however, he still had his own opinions and ideas.
Ghost King had no intention of letting off the Origin Energy radiating from Dragon King's body. He immediately inhaled it all through his nose in one go.
As Ghost King inhaled, he said to Saint Lord Taichu, "This tastes far better than I imagined. Once these things enter my body, they will undoubtedly be immensely beneficial to me."
Watching Ghost King absorb that Origin Energy, Saint Lord Taichu felt that he had completely fallen into Qi Deviation.
Saint Lord Taichu said to him, "Ah, why do you look even more deranged than I expected? Can you react like a normal person? Stop acting so flippantly around me."
"Your Excellency Saint Lord Taichu, it's because this stuff is just too intoxicating. I really can't hold myself back!"
One of Ghost King's sons was severely disabled. Over the years, Ghost King had basically exhausted all the essence within his body and transferred it to his son.
He did so to provide his son with the necessary care, but although his son's life had been saved, he grew more and more debilitated with each passing day.
Though he was only a little over three hundred years old, he looked like some thousand-year-old antique, utterly devoid of spirit.
Even when he walked, he seemed