Yi Tian was a little excited. First came the God-Tier Fan Wu, and now someone with special potential had appeared!
However, this individual with special potential was clearly a member of the Ghost Race and most likely an enemy.
That hardly counted as good news.
Yi Tian looked around, but the target with special potential had yet to show himself. He seemed to be hiding within the Ghost Domain, watching.
Clang!
At that moment, golden Buddhist inscriptions appeared all over Fan Wu, while the phantom of a small Heavenly Dragon emerged behind him. His burly body stood like a fortress wall in front of Yi Tian, blocking every attack from the Ghost Race.
Although Fan Wu had only just reached Tier 3, the unique nature of his abilities allowed him to defeat almost any evil demon or ghostly enemy within Tier 3.
The Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Force produced a dragon-shaped phantom that coiled around his arm. As Fan Wu swung the Demon-Subduing Pestle, the phantom swept out in a crescent arc, unleashing an impact that crushed all the Ghost Race troops within the fan-shaped area ahead.
Some of the Ghost Race troops left clumps of blue-gray ghost souls behind after being blasted apart in a single strike.
Yi Tian stood quietly a short distance behind Fan Wu, admiring his battle, which could only be called an example of "violent beauty," while also watching the figure hidden within the Ghost Domain in the distant sky.
"Arrogant."
Hovering within the Ghost Domain, Lesser Ghost King Ye Jiu wore a vicious expression. "Lord Wusheng Ghost King was right. Anyone who dares attack the Ghost Race must be tired of living!"
Seeing that the subordinates he had brought could not handle Fan Wu, Ye Jiu transformed into a streak of bloody light and swooped