Myriad Ghost King of the Ghost Kingdom?
"Eight-Star Dou Xian!"
"Soul Hall Master?" Without looking at the eerie pink halo above the small island, Xiao Yan stared closely at the bound Eccentric Man, shocked.
According to the information Xiao Yan understood, the Ghost Kingdom had undeniable ties or cooperation with the Soul Clan. Once he found the Myriad Ghost King, the ruler of the Ghost Kingdom, perhaps he could force out some secrets regarding Xiao Yan!
Secrets of the Xiao Clan!
This question had plagued Xiao Yan for decades!
Furthermore, how could a mere Soul Academy disciple like You Er possibly know the supreme ruler of the Ghost Kingdom?
Could it be that all of this was their conspiracy, aimed solely at capturing him?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan could not help but raise his guard against You Er considerably.
Rustle...
"Descendant of Xiao Yan, I could smell that nauseating, inferior aura in your bodies from far away. As expected, you lot are still just as annoying." Seemingly noticing Xiao Yan's figure, the bound Myriad Ghost King sneered and roared at the distant Xiao Yan. Countless eerie black mists surged out from beneath his black robe, shooting straight into the sky like smoke and hurtling toward Xiao Yan.
Feeling the surging momentum erupting from within the Myriad Ghost King, Xiao Yan's expression turned solemn for the first time. The Three-Color Holy Flame, the Flame Swallowing Technique, and the Dou Soul were unleashed instantly without a single moment of thought.
A casual strike as formidable as that of an Eight-Star Dou Xian expert, if taken lightly, would probably be enough to turn Xiao Yan to ashes.
Swish, swish! The eerie black mist crashed directly into Xiao Yan's Three-Color Holy Flame. The two deadlocked for a fleeting moment before Xiao Yan was