"How could your Ghost Body have reached such perfection in so short a time?"
The White Clothed Ghost King looked horrified.
Then his face stiffened. "Did you refine the Yin Yang Two Realms Flower? Impossible! It was sealed by the power of yin and yang. You couldn't have plucked it!"
"You talk too much!"
The Black Clothed Ghost King flashed before him. Her pitch-black claws, sharp as knives, plunged straight through his chest.
Squelch!
Her five fingers pierced his body. In her palm, she held a black mass of light that throbbed wildly like a heart.
"No... don't!"
The White Clothed Ghost King screamed hoarsely.
But the Black Clothed Ghost King showed no emotion. She closed her fingers, and the mass of light burst apart.
The White Clothed Ghost King's body crumbled at once, turning into streams of black mist that she ravenously drew into herself.
Her aura surged wildly.
The Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals under the White Clothed Ghost King saw their king fall. One after another, they knelt and submitted.
The Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals in the Black Clothed Ghost King's ranks knelt as well.
At that moment, ten thousand ghosts bowed in submission.
The Black Clothed Ghost King stood in the air as the scarlet glow in her eyes slowly faded.
The Yin Energy around her gradually dispersed, but confusion appeared on her face.
She had begun as a frail departed soul, one that could have vanished at any moment. Clinging to a single obsession, she had devoured other souls and fought her way to this day.
Now she had finally killed and devoured her only mortal enemy in this Yin Realm. Yet she no longer knew why she existed.
"Your Majesty, this human cultivator is a Battle Embryo. What should we do with him?"