The cave was cold all year round, but because of the appearance of the pure yang sword, a wave of heat rose up under the rainbow light.
Li Chu held the pure yang sword in his hand and faced the ghost king. He was a few hundred feet away.
The clouds and wind were light, and the sword slashed down.
The moment he raised the tip of his sword, the ghost king's eyes suddenly flashed with his life.
……
It was a ghost born from the River Styx in the ghost Kingdom. Unlike the ghosts that were formed after death, it had never lived in the world of the living.
This kind of pure Yin ghost was usually gifted, so after hundreds of years of cultivation, it had the strength of a ghost king.
