Samsara Ghost Emperor

"Old Ghost?"

Zhang Yang's heart trembled violently. Someone from the Ghost Realm?

There was actually such a terrifying figure in the Ghost Realm?

No, no!

Even if he were from the Ghost Realm, those methods Zhang Yang had just used should have been enough to kill him.

Yet this Ghost before him had not made a single move. Even all the power that struck him had been utterly useless.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart shuddered...

Who would dare call himself a Ghost? Why did someone call him Old Ghost...

"You wouldn't happen to be the Samsara Ghost Emperor, would you?" Zhang Yang asked.

He had been to the Creation Spirit Hall, so he knew that it was actually the residence of four great figures, one of whom was the Samsara Ghost Emperor.

He had sufficient confidence in his own strength.

Even if he encountered any prodigy from the Ghost Realm, he could still fight.

But this Old Ghost before him, who called himself a Ghost and was terrifying beyond measure, could only possibly be connected to the Samsara Ghost Emperor.

Because no other powerful Ghost could enter this place!

At that thought, Zhang Yang wore an expression that was neither a smile nor a cry.

When he had broken into the Ghost Hall, he had absorbed the power of the Ghost Dao and even absorbed the Fortune of the Ghost Clan. Who knew how the Ghost Sovereign Realm would deal with him?

"Quite clever." The Samsara Ghost Emperor spoke gloomily. "You are quite bold as well. You are clearly not from my Ghost Realm, yet you absorbed the Fortune of my Ghost Realm, absorbed the power of my Ghost Realm, and even inherited my cultivation technique."

Zhang Yang's heart turned even colder.

It really was a Ghost Sovereign Realm!

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