Death Song

As soon as Chen Feng and the others stepped off the train, the Asura King knew they had come looking for trouble. "The Ghost Festival just ended, and the Hell King has sealed off all of Station Eight. Any ghost entering or leaving will be executed for spying on the Ghost King."

"The Beast King may be a fool, but the Heaven King and Human King both know the rules."

"So either the Ghost King discovered I swapped the spirit money and sent them to demand answers, or they killed the Hell King and are preparing to rebel."

The Asura King had therefore disguised herself as a dancer, quietly stacked the effects of Ghost Dance, then struck with overwhelming force to put them in their place.

She just hadn't expected her opponents to be formidable too.

"I thought six stacks of Ghost Dance would make this foolproof. I didn't expect someone this strong."

Seeing Chen Feng dodge her attack, the Asura King swept back her long hair and put aside her contempt. She had originally planned to kill everyone if the opportunity arose.

Meanwhile, the other three kings finally realized they had been attacked.

The Heaven King clutched his neck, all composure gone from his eyes. "You actually broke through my Heart-Guard Mirror?"

The Human King felt a chill too. "If she can cut my throat, she can take my head."

He readied himself to escape with his Substitute at any moment.

Only the hotheaded Beast King showed no fear. "You dare hit me?"

With a wet rip, a wound the size of a bowl appeared on the Asura King's neck. If she hadn't been a spirit, blood would have been pouring out.

That was how a weakling countered an expert.

By strength alone, the Beast King unquestionably ranked last