Xiao Yu's strength was something I knew all too well.
She was the powerful being who suppressed the Abyss Ghost Cave, the guardian of the Nine Corpse Tower entrusted with a heavy duty by emperors throughout the ages.
She had cultivated eight lifetimes of true forms. Though she had failed in her ninth life, her power had long since reached the absolute pinnacle.
What fucking Nine Chrysanthemum Magatsuhi Lord? He wasn't worth mentioning before Xiao Yu.
No matter how strong he was, could he possibly be stronger than those indescribable Great Fiends in the Abyss Ghost Cave?
The moment I finished speaking, my senior brother beside me spoke up:
"Exactly! With Miss Bai here, he's nothing but a lump of shit!"
"Ou Doudou, Sister Yu, kill that ghost and let him see how powerful you are!"
"..."
Everyone chimed in.
Xiao Yu merely floated before us without moving for the moment, looking around without the slightest change in expression.
Our words had also reached the ears of that sinister Old Ghost.
As the black flames around him dispersed and his long hair drifted in the air, he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Vengeful spirit of China, to dare hinder a god is absolutely unforgivable."
His voice echoed throughout the Abyssal Moon Soul Shrine.
That violent pressure also descended upon every one of us at that moment.
Naturally, none of us could understand it.
But we figured it couldn't have been anything nice.
Our eldest senior brother was the first to speak:
"Fuck, what the hell did that Old Ghost say? I didn't understand a single word!"
Pan Ling and my senior sister shook their heads.
Zhang Yuchen only half understood:
"I think he said something about China, and something about being unforgivable..."
In the end, Mao Jing translated in a