Infant-Faced Ghost King!

The sea surged in rolling waves, the wind and swells still raging.

Beneath the blazing sun, a figure in white shone dazzlingly.

Lin Xuan held four little darlings in his arms as he stood proudly in the high air, looking down upon everyone on the vast sea.

His black hair draped over his shoulders, swaying slightly in the wind.

His jade-like features were deeply etched upon an impeccable face. Beneath his thick sword-like brows, his starry eyes were vast and profound, while his black pupils radiated the splendor of an exiled immortal.

Humans and ghosts alike raised their heads to gaze at his dreamlike appearance, and for a moment, all were conquered by his bearing.

"Good heavens, he actually slapped a Great Saint Realm ghost cultivator to death with one palm. That is truly a heaven-reaching ability!"

"I never imagined that in my lifetime, I would witness such a young and powerful prodigy. Compared to him, we so-called masters are nothing but a joke!"

"The younger generation is to be feared! Truly, the younger generation is to be feared!"

The first to speak were True Person Fengyun, Daoist Jingkong, Master Jiuxuan, and Immortal Maiden Cangmiao.

The four grandmasters had already been beaten half to death by the scythe-wielding ghost cultivator.

Their hearts had turned to ashes, and they no longer had the strength to resist.

They had thought they would meet their ruin in the vast western ocean today, only for the situation to take a sudden turn. A young prodigy, beautiful as an exiled immortal, had appeared out of nowhere and slapped the strongest scythe-wielding ghost cultivator to death.

To the four grandmasters, it was no different from a dream. It was simply too unreal!

Feng Yiyi stared at Lin Xuan with trembling beautiful eyes, utterly unaware that