Monster!
A damn monstrous monster!
The Red-Skinned Old Ghost roared inwardly without cease, his astonishment surging like the torrential Yangtze River, rushing on without end.
Not long ago, he had heard that Lin Xuan had slaughtered his way through the Netherworld, and at the time, the Netherworld had widely claimed that Lin Xuan possessed Ancient God Realm cultivation.
Who would have thought that in less than a month, this boy had already cultivated to the Heavenly Lord Realm?
The Heavenly Lord Realm!
The Red-Skinned Old Ghost had lived for over fifteen million years. He had suffered who knew how much hardship, cultivated for who knew how many years, devoured countless corpses and precious pills, yet had never even touched the threshold of the Heavenly Lord Realm.
Yet Lin Xuan, barely in his twenties, had already manifested the light of laws and become a genuine, supreme expert of the Heavenly Lord Realm!
Amid his shock and awe, the Red-Skinned Old Ghost felt even greater jealousy—mad, frenzied jealousy!
But with the arrow on the string, it had to be loosed!
The Red-Skinned Old Ghost had already made his move. He could only press on headlong.
"Roar!!"
Though he did not understand what Lin Xuan meant by "weak chicken," the Red-Skinned Old Ghost knew it had to be an insult.
In his fury, all the fur on his body stood on end.
The ghost dragons around him raised their heads and howled, their aura surging more than tenfold in an instant.
The boundless ghost mist and ghost clouds followed in a fierce torrent. Strands of faint law-light flickered around him as well, giving him the might of one on the verge of breaking through the Ancient God Realm.
Diao Hong said with trembling eyes, "The ancestor has unleashed his strongest Profound Calamity Ghost