"Lord of Fierce Souls, this is a feast specially prepared for you, enjoy it slowly." The Myriad Ghost King transformed his entire body into a supreme flash of nether light that completely enveloped his physique, except that one could see countless densely packed, wriggling black grotesque insects upon a body resembling white jade within the nether light, and amidst their squirming, they actually stirred up waves of soul-shaking evil power.
Meanwhile, a foolish laugh spread from the nether light like celestial music, and even countless bizarre black mists instantly shrouded the entire secluded cultivation space of the Lord of Fierce Souls!
"Hmph." The Lord of Fierce Souls let out a cold snort, still unmoved as he stood tall at the high center of the small island, watching the feast of the Myriad Ghost King.
The Lord of Fierce Souls knew clearly that although the Myriad Ghost King's strength was formidable, for someone like himself today, it was inevitably somewhat insufficient.
As for himself today, he had already absorbed the origin of the Xiangsi Broken Intestine Flame, and was just one final step of perfect swallowing away from ascending to the Saint Realm and stepping into the dreamed-of Samsara Realm.
"Rumble!" The boundless black mist, resembling a demon hound crawling out of a hellish smelting pot, had just emerged and spread when chilly winds blew and even waves of utterly evil aura suddenly transformed directly into a thousand-zhang-tall giant demon hound beast with a ferocious expression and an incomparably overbearing aura!
"Just by relying on this?" Looking at the evil hound giant beast before him transformed by the thousand-zhang evil power, the corners of the Lord of Fierce Souls's mouth instead curled into a smile, and a trace of utterly arrogant disdain surged forth.
"Myriad Ghost Hound Beast, tear him apart