At this moment, the Ghost King's eyes flashed with cold light, and it immediately noticed a figure suddenly appearing in the air, materializing directly in front of the millions of evil spirits, exuding an unfathomable aura.
"Who? How dare you stand before this king?"
The Ghost King stared at the mysterious figure, detecting the faint but potent power radiating from him. However, it remained unconcerned. After all, with an army of millions of evil spirits, no one could stand in its way.
The appearance of this figure was almost a relief. It seemed that there were still beings in this world willing to resist. If no one had appeared to challenge it, the Ghost King would have suspected some conspiracy brewing in this world.
The figure was Xia Chuan, standing effortlessly in the air, unaffected by gravity, his presence radiating a quiet yet immense power. He gazed calmly at the vast army of evil spirits before him.
"You are too arrogant," Xia Chuan spoke, his voice cutting through the heavy air. "Who gave you the courage to sit before me?"
What?!
The Ghost King's expression shifted. It grinned, its voice laced with venom. "Stupid human. The question should be, who gave you the courage to appear before me?"
Murderous intent seeped from its every word.
To be honest, this was the first time it had encountered such an arrogant human. With millions of evil spirits gathered around, anyone who dared to resist would almost certainly die. Yet here stood Xia Chuan, speaking with such disdain, as though nothing could threaten him.
"Do you know who you're talking to?" the Ghost King hissed.
"Kneel and crawl away immediately. To dare speak like this to the Ghost King is simply suicidal."
"You're just a mere food source, and yet you dare challenge us. Do you have any idea of the power we wield?"
"One breath, just one breath, and we can tear you apart, do you understand?"
The evil spirits seethed in fury, their malice focused solely on Xia Chuan.
In the face of so many enemies, they might have hesitated, but this human was alone. There was no reason to fear.
"Enough!" Xia Chuan snapped, his voice like thunder itself.
He raised his hand and lightly pointed towards the Ghost King.
Boom~~
A terrifying purple lightning bolt tore through the sky, its diameter spanning over ten meters, like a pillar of pure destruction. The thunderclap that followed shook the heavens themselves, carrying an overwhelming, apocalyptic force.
The surrounding air was scorched, the earth trembling under the weight of the strike. The blast of sound was deafening, reverberating with the sheer might of the purple thunder.
Even the evil spirits, for the first time, felt a flicker of doubt. The power before them was unlike anything they had ever encountered.