"That was... a ghost corpse!"
Qin Shaofeng's heart suddenly lurched, and he hurriedly shouted, "Everyone, speed up! That ghost corpse is charging toward us!"
Everyone's hearts trembled in unison once again.
Yet they dared even less to look back.
In just a few blinks.
The Otherworld Gate had already entered Old Ghost Chen Xing's sight.
But at the same time, Qin Shaofeng saw that black figure appear before Liu Shan.
"You're the ghost corpse! You killed my big brother! Die!"
The instant Liu Shui saw the ghost corpse clearly, he leaped up fiercely. The long staff in his hand seemed to blaze with a layer of fire as he smashed it down with one strike.
"Soul Fire. Even if the ghost corpse does nothing, Liu Shui is finished."
Old Ghost Chen Xing did not look back, but the divine sense he had spread behind him had clearly detected what was happening.
His attention was mainly focused on rushing into the Otherworld Gate.
But Qin Shaofeng personally saw that when Liu Shui, whose Soul Fire was already burning and who was clearly using some abnormal technique, swung his long staff at the ghost corpse.
The ghost corpse did not even spare him a glance.
Qin Shaofeng could clearly see that the ghost corpse had only one target in its eyes: him, the one who possessed the Seven-colored Token.
In the blink of an eye, Liu Shui's long staff, burning with Soul Fire, smashed into the ghost corpse.
Amid a resounding boom.
The ghost corpse's speed seemed to slow by only the slightest fraction, yet Liu Shui, who had borne the force of its charge, exploded entirely.
"No attack, no defense—just taking it head-on with its body and charging forward, and it could blast Liu Shui into scraps?" Qin Shaofeng's voice was