Both ghost cultivators were clad in green robes, their figures solid and at first glance appeared to be living cultivators rather than soul bodies.
One of them had a pale complexion, bright and spirited eyes that emitted a green light, and the fluctuations of magic power on his body clearly reached the mid Core Formation stage!
The other had a hooked nose and an ominous expression, surrounded by several strange ghost claws.
At this moment, the two ghost cultivators were looking at Fang Xi with surprise and uncertainty.
Clearly, the third-class Yi Wood Divine Thunder from earlier had taken them by surprise.
"Is there another?"
The mid Core Formation stage ghost cultivator's pupils seemed to burn with emerald green flames as he spoke with a strange accent, "Who are you? When we were devouring those cultivators' souls, we seemed not to have found your presence among the Core Formation cultivators from the outside world…"
"The one who wants your lives."
