"Jiang Chen, what did you say? You don't even recognize me?"
Ghost Child looked at him in puzzlement and asked.
"I have to admit, you're playing the part well. You might fool everyone else, but you can't fool Ghost Child's weapon."
"Since you showed up, you haven't summoned your weapon once, have you?"
"Because you know you can't summon it. You're not Ghost Child at all."
Jiang Chen swung Ghost Child's weapon at the fake Ghost Child across from him.
"Since things have come to this, are you still refusing to admit it? Then don't blame me for being merciless."
Jiang Chen addressed the empty air. "Black Coffin!"
A black coffin appeared beneath the fake Ghost Child. Before he could react, he was trapped inside.
Bai Ze stared, stunned. It had never imagined that Jiang Chen knew more than just how to wield a Zanpakuto.
And his other skills were no weak attacks, either.
But would that be enough to kill their opponent?
The enemy was no ordinary foe.
"Jiang Chen, look! What's that?"
Bai Ze shouted to warn him.
Wisps of demonic energy seeped out of the Black Coffin. Gradually, cracks began to appear across its surface.
"Six Rods Prison of Light!"
Jiang Chen shouted again.
To his utter surprise, his attack was reflected back at him.
Jiang Chen used Flash Step to dodge.
"Heh, you actually managed to dodge!"
"Looks like you've improved a lot in the hundred years since we last met, you stinking Taoist!"
The voice was unmistakably female, ethereal, and seemed to come from far away.
"Crack!"
The Black Coffin shattered completely.
A woman with nine tails emerged from within.
She wore a palace gown, and her gaze was cold and aloof, like ice that had remained frozen for ten thousand years, like a frigid