Chapter 1272: God King, Ghost God, Great Battle
"You have gone too far," the Youdu Ghost King stepped forward, his expression ugly as he spoke.
"Could it be that you bear some grudge against our Ghost Race?"
"A grudge? I find everyone in this world displeasing to the eye. The more that die, the quieter it gets," the Demon King said blandly.
"But right now, I only want to kill him. Everyone else, get lost."
"Who you kill is none of our concern, but disrespecting our Ghost Race—no matter who you are, it will not end well for you," the Youdu Ghost King snorted coldly.
But as his words fell, another evil cloud descended from the void.
The Youdu Ghost King raised both hands toward the sky, and the image of Youdu appeared above his head, colliding with the evil cloud.
But clearly, the evil cloud's power had surpassed all expectations.
How could the power of the Creation Realm be something a Great Emperor could contend against?
With another boom, the Youdu Ghost King fell from the sky like a cannonball.
The earth trembled, dust billowed into the air, and the Youdu Ghost King struggled to rise.
His body trembled faintly. It was clear that the other party's strength had terrified him.
"Myriad Ghosts Great Array, set it up!" the Youdu Ghost King hurriedly ordered.
The next moment, hundreds of thousands of Ghost Soldiers and Generals gathered together, their previously scattered formation becoming perfectly orderly.
Countless ghost generals took the lead, racing around the ruins. As the Ghost Race army spread out, it appeared exceptionally mighty.
The surging Killing Intent condensed by that imposing force pierced even the heavens.
"Child's play," the Demon King sneered, shaking his head.
The Blood River in his hand surged onward, its magnificent waves roaring