Xiong Jun looked at Guimei's shadow.
Judging by its aura, this thing could not possibly be his opponent.
Leisurely, he grabbed a handful of rocks from the ground and hurled them at Guimei with his long arm.
"I haven't even made a move yet, and you're already this impatient?"
Guimei smiled calmly as his seventh Soul Ring lit up with a deep, gloomy glow.
Seventh Soul Skill, Ghostly True Form!
Ghost Douluo Guimei's body directly transformed into a ghost and merged into the void.
At that moment, his speed increased dramatically, and he became immune to purely physical attacks.
The rocks speeding toward Guimei struck his body and passed straight through him.
It was as though they and Guimei did not exist in the same dimension.
"Interesting."
Xiong Jun was somewhat intrigued.
It was his first time seeing a human completely immune to physical attacks.
However, this human's Soul Power was far too weak to pose even the slightest threat to him.
He was curious what gave such a strange human the confidence to secretly follow him.
Did he really think Xiong Jun could not hit him?
At this moment, Guimei knew that if he wanted to test whether this soul beast was over a hundred thousand years old, he had to go all out.
Immediately, the sixth Soul Ring behind him lit up.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Demons and Monsters!"
A ripple like a water wave spread through Guimei's ghostly shadow, and every ripple released several clones.
The instant the clones formed, they charged at Xiong Jun from all directions.
Every clone had a physical body; they were not illusions.
When Xiong Jun saw that he was soon surrounded by these dark shadows, his expression turned displeased.
"Why are they all like mosquitoes and flies? So annoying."
He stretched out