All these changes had actually taken place in the blink of an eye.
Senior Brother Yan stared at Xu Xuan in disbelief, panic and jealousy flashing through his eyes.
He had not even truly unleashed his methods, yet he had already lost!
Xu Xuan's methods had clearly suppressed him, stirring intense jealousy and murderous intent in his heart.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The Gods and Devils Spear darted rapidly back and forth, slaughtering those mighty Ghost Kings as though they were puppets.
Before Senior Brother Yan could react, more than half the Ghost Kings had turned to flying ashes, and his own aura was rapidly dissipating.
"Explode!"
In that lightning-fast instant, Senior Brother Yan knew he no longer had a chance. His combat experience was incomparably rich; he was someone who had truly survived countless life-and-death battles.
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, he roared and deliberately detonated all the wealth he had accumulated throughout his life!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Forty or fifty Ghost Kings self-destructed simultaneously. Such terrifying power was little different from forty or fifty Saints self-destructing.
A bedraggled figure slowly fled into the distance.
Had Senior Brother Yan not needed to preserve his own life, the power of these Ghost Kings' self-destruction would definitely have been no weaker than that of true Saints!
Still, whatever he thought, such terrifying power was enough to blast Xu Xuan to death.
"Damn it!"
All the wealth he had painstakingly accumulated throughout his life had been ruined just like that. Senior Brother Yan's face twisted, his eyes filled with resentment.
He knew he was finished!
The losses this time were simply too great. He would need to keep his tail tucked between his legs and lie low for at least a hundred years before he could recover these losses and regain his former