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Xun Uchiha's heart sank. That punch had clearly struck its target squarely, yet his opponent had instantly burrowed underground. Worse still, he had used up all four charges of Time Slow, leaving the skill unavailable for several minutes.
The disparity in their strength was enough to inspire despair.
Xun Uchiha was D-Rank, Fayan Luo was A-Rank, Moyana was B-Rank, and Little Bird was not even nine years old. The man before them was the ruthless third-ranked member of the Eight Kings, far stronger than either the Martial King or the Military King. With their dragon ball energy depleted, they would be doomed against his speed of twenty-two meters per second without their combat suits.
Yet the instant that blow had landed, Xun Uchiha had distinctly felt a shudder rise from the depths of his soul.
"Hmph." The soil churned, and Ghost King's voice rang out again, his mockery betraying a hint of bluster. "I come and go without a trace. I have plenty of ways to escape. You think you can kill me? You're not ready for that!"
Fayan Luo activated Three-Dimensional Vision, his keen gaze sweeping the surrounding forest and ground. No signs of life.
That cunning monster had already slipped among the thirty thousand ghost soldiers lying in ambush in the distance, concealing every trace of his presence like a drop of water merging into the sea.
"Coward!" Fayan Luo sneered, his voice carrying through the forest mist. "Hiding in your army like a deserter, too scared to face us head-on! Afraid we'll pick you off one by one?"
"I am the Eightfold Ghost King! How dare you insects act so insolently?"
An ominous laugh suddenly erupted from deep within the clamorous ranks. Before his words had faded, the surrounding air warped strangely. Light flashed around Ghost