"Illusion incarnate, this is a capability only possessed by the Illusion Beast King. Brother Ye Zhen, I was careless!" Caiyi's voice carried a trace of self-blame.
"It's nothing, it's just an Illusion Beast King, right?"
Ye Zhen laughed heartily, his Profound Yang Sword suddenly unsheathed, and the Sword Qi howled as it emerged.
In an instant, the ghost monsters and Blazing Flames were all shattered by Ye Zhen's Sword Qi, and as for the incoming Poisonous Miasma, a swipe of his palm wind dispersed it.
"Is this Illusion Beast King nothing more than this after all?"
In just a few breaths, he had slain over a hundred ghost monsters. Ye Zhen was somewhat surprised, but the next moment, his expression suddenly stiffened.
In just an instant, the ghost monsters he had just slain condensed out of thin air and attacked him again, being slain by Ye Zhen, and the cycle repeated endlessly.
