Xing Tong's strength might have cause to fear the Spirit God Clan, but against a mere few Heavenly Mandate Realm Ghost Kings, she could handle them with ease.
Especially now that Xing Tong's strength had increased—she was no longer who she used to be.
The combined force of six Heavenly Mandate Realm insectoids was an entirely different concept from before. Compared to that, Yang Chen even felt a little sorry for those two Heavenly Mandate Realm Ghost Kings.
Thinking this, Yang Chen briefly settled Fairy Qingwan and the others, then slightly released his divine sense.
The moment his divine sense spread out, the corners of Yang Chen's lips lifted faintly.
The situation was almost exactly as he had guessed, because Xing Tong's battle had already reached its final stage.
As for victory or defeat, Xing Tong still held an absolute advantage. With an overwhelming stance, she had defeated the Heavenly Bone Ghost King and the White Claw Ghost King.
The two Ghost Kings were simply no match for the greatly strengthened Xing Tong. Two against seven, they had been easily defeated.
However, without Yang Chen's assistance, it was clearly not so easy for Xing Tong to kill the two Ghost Kings.
Seeing that things had gone wrong, the two Ghost Kings immediately made to flee without the slightest hesitation.
Once they fled, with Xing Tong's methods, how could it be easy to do anything to them? Just as she was about to catch up, the distance had already widened considerably.
Xing Tong gritted her silver teeth in frustration, unsure what method she could use to keep the two behind, when suddenly, an azure pattern formed directly beneath her feet.
When the pattern appeared, Xing Tong's eyes gleamed like pearls, radiating brilliance. She knew that the means to keep those two