"What?!"
The Ghost King's smug smile froze at the sudden turn of events, replaced by shock and fury.
He jerked his head up and looked toward the direction from which the sword energy had come.
In the darkness in the distance, two figures approached on immortal swords.
The one on the left wore green robes and stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm.
The one on the right was clad in white as pure as snow, one hand resting on Tianya, her expression cool and aloof.
"Li Xiaoyu! Lu Xueqi!"
The Ghost King stared at the two figures, his voice full of rage.
He had never imagined that these two rising stars of the Green Cloud Sect would appear here at this moment.
Even more unexpected was that their strength had already grown so formidable.
Ghost Li stared at the two familiar figures, his body trembling.
His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
Li Xiaoyu and Lu Xueqi landed in front of Ghost Li.
They shielded their old friend, who was at the end of his strength, behind them.
"Ghost King, it's been a while."
Li Xiaoyu looked at the Ghost King with a smile.
The Ghost King's imposing face darkened until it seemed ready to drip water.
"Li Xiaoyu! You again!"
The Ghost King gritted his teeth.
"Are you really determined to make an enemy of the Ghost King Sect time and time again?"
His voice was full of menace.
"My feud with the Ghost King Sect has long been one of life and death."
Li Xiaoyu looked at the Ghost King and shook his head.
"Your ambition will only bring disaster to the world."
"We will stop you, no matter what."
The Ghost King looked at the unruffled young man before him, his imposing face