"You wet-behind-the-ears little ghost, curb your arrogance!"
Sima Xingchi was a ghost cultivator. Although he had only recently broken through to the Ghost King realm, he possessed an extraordinary divine ability that let him instantly draw vast amounts of yin energy into his body, making it as tough as a Zombie King's.
With a ghost cultivator's speed and a Zombie King's physical toughness, he was practically a reaping machine for weaker opponents.
Moreover, dozens of ghost cultivators were assisting him this time. The instant he activated his divine ability, they moved into different positions, each spat out a mouthful of yin energy, and used secret energy-guiding arts to create a storm of yin energy.
Vast amounts of yin energy flooded into Sima Xingchi's body, turning him into a seven-meter-tall giant in the blink of an eye.
He had already thrown a punch at Li Xiao as he activated his divine ability. The fist had initially been far away, but his rapid growth suddenly accelerated it, bringing it directly above Li Xiao's head before it hammered down.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound rang out.
The Sin Soul Banner's cloth stabbed straight upward, piercing Sima Xingchi's palm in an instant. Then it threaded through his hand repeatedly like a needle and thread. Just as his fist was about to strike Li Xiao's head, the banner cloth tugged upward like a fishing line, preventing Sima Xingchi's fist from pressing down even another inch.
"All that bellowing, and this is it?"
Li Xiao looked at the enormous Sima Xingchi before him and gave a mocking smile.
Then, with a thought, he made lightning erupt from the banner cloth. It engulfed Sima Xingchi's hand before spreading throughout his body.
"Aaaaargh!!!"
Sima Xingchi had never experienced such agony. It was as though he had plunged into an