After killing King Sheluo, Zhou Xun's entire body instantly went limp, collapsing to the ground. True Lord Tian Ci was no better.
Their bodies seemed to have been hollowed out; every movement felt incomparably arduous.
They looked at each other, then burst into laughter!
Though the price had been steep and both were grievously wounded, they had finally slain those two High-Grade Ghost Kings. Once Little Gold and Little Armor finished their battle, they could leave.
"Clap!"
"Clap!"
Just then, applause rang out, accompanied by the somewhat weathered voice of an Elder:
"You two True Lords are indeed outstanding talents, worthy of having led the Southern Sea's expansion by three hundred li. You have slain two High-Grade Ghost Kings in succession!"
"This old man admires you!"
A figure suddenly appeared several hundred zhang before them.
He was a short, sinister-looking old man draped in a crimson hooded robe. Standing upon a red cloud, he hovered in the air.
"Blood Refinement Old Ancestor!"
Zhou Xun recognized him at once.
He was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Blood Refinement Sect, Blood Refinement Old Ancestor, one of Central Continent's few Nascent Soul Late Stage combatants in the Western Desert.
He must have come here after receiving Zhou Xun's distress signal.
After he appeared, another figure gradually emerged behind Zhou Xun and True Lord Tian Ci.
This man possessed a feminine air and a pale complexion. Faint blood-colored patterns could be seen upon his exposed skin.
"Bloodfiend Scion!"
Zhou Xun's expression darkened at the sight of him!
"What a splendid sight! With you two Daoist friends in Central Continent, why should we fear that it will not flourish in the future?" The old man laughed heartily, looking exceedingly pleased!
"Blood Refinement Daoist, you flatter us!"
"Daoist, we are deeply grateful that