Twin Ghost Kings, Battle Imminent

This Ghost King stood over four meters tall.

He had an incomparably handsome, striking face, so unreal that he looked like someone who had stepped out of a painting.

If there was an end to handsome men,

then this Ghost King should be called a master rather than merely handsome—he was more than that by a little!

His face seemed pieced together from light and shadow rather than actual skin, making him appear even more dreamlike.

A ridiculously thick hemp rope was tied around his waist in a dead knot, serving as a belt.

Above that belt, he wore a fiery red monk's robe.

But the robe covered only half his body, leaving one "fragrant shoulder" exposed, revealing his muscular shoulder, arm, and half of one pectoral.

He was not extraordinarily burly, yet he possessed an indescribable wildness.

Contemptuous disdain for mortals flowed unrestrainedly from his phoenix eyes, and a wine gourd hung from his waist.

The wine gourd was not particularly large; to this Ghost King, it could be held in one hand.

Yet fine wine continuously poured from it, soaking the trunk, flowing over branches and leaves on the ground, and spreading outward. The wine inside the gourd seemed endless!

Shuten Doji!

Fu Junlin finally recognized the Ghost King's identity. This was one of the top-tier Ghost Kings Luo Caichi had focused on training!

Especially Shuten Doji—do not be fooled by his beautiful appearance. According to Luo Caichi, his greatest strength was likely close-quarters combat.

And judging by Shuten Doji's form, Fu Junlin could almost certainly say this was the Red Sun Federation's strongest Shuten Doji.

"I almost can't bear to hit him! Look at that pretty little face."

Big Black clicked his tongue in admiration.

With a low hum, Fu Junlin drew the Voidreturn Spear and sharply