"The Demon Eye Ghost King—quite imposing. It suits your Martial Soul well."
Danheng glanced once more at Guimei's evolved Martial Soul. It did look more domineering than before, and with the demonic eye opening at its brow, Demon Eye Ghost King was indeed a fitting name.
"So, Old Ghost, what is your innate Soul Skill?"
At that, the corner of Guimei's lips lifted slightly, and a mass of black energy appeared at his fingertips.
"Ghost King True Eye!"
As Guimei swept his finger across his own brow, a purple-black ghost eye identical to the one on his Martial Soul abruptly opened.
At the same time, the ghost eye on Guimei's Martial Soul suddenly radiated a dim, sinister glow that shrouded nearly half of Sunset Forest.
The instant Yue Guan and Danheng were enveloped by that dark radiance, they felt an immensely powerful mental assault.
Danheng was fine. To him, that little impact was no different from a tickle.
But Yue Guan suffered quite a bit under the sudden attack.
"Interesting."
Danheng muttered to himself, then noticed that Guimei's eyes were gradually becoming identical to that ghost eye, giving off a chilling gleam.
Yet the surrounding energy fluctuations had not changed noticeably. It seemed Guimei himself had not been affected.
"Rise!"
Guimei clapped his hands together, and one black, insubstantial unknown creature after another immediately appeared.
After appearing, these unknown creatures made no unnecessary movements. Instead, they all knelt before Guimei, as though paying homage to their king.
"Whew, this is it—my innate Soul Skill, Ghost King True Eye!"
"Besides the mental attack, it can summon wandering souls within a certain range. For example, people who have only recently died in battle—if I am present, I can pull them back and make them fight again!"
Yue Guan's eyes widened at those