"Whoosh, whoosh, Whoosh!"
In the sky, ghost king Xue Duan's figure moved like a ghost, and he did not even have time to blink. During this illusionary process, ye chen could not determine where his real body was. There were even countless illusionary ghostly shadows along the way. These ghostly shadows were all made of blood. It was the ghost king Xue Duan's Natal power.
Ye chen felt as if he was surrounded by shadows of blood. He had never been in such a state before. In the face of such an urgent situation, ye chen remained calm. There was no Eastern Palace in this world that could make him completely lose control. This was the celestial Emperor's will that had always accompanied him.
He was besieged by the bloody shadows and lost the blood severing ghost King's position. The iron tree ghost king and the ghost bull king only stared at him with interest, wanting to see what kind of changes he would undergo under such circumstances.
