At this moment.
Not only had Ghost City been alarmed, but numerous rogue cultivators outside The Great River District who struggled for their livelihood were also startled.
Everyone halted their actions, casting fearful glances towards the Big River Ghost City.
In the sky, birds cried out in fear, fleeing away.
On the ground, animals were fleeing in all directions, disregarding everything.
Inside Mountain Feng, large areas of rock were collapsing.
A massive figure was struggling to stand in the depths of the ground.
Within the Ghost Realm, countless Yin Energy, Ghost Qi, and Evil Qi were flooding towards him.
His somewhat unreal body was becoming increasingly solid with these energies filling him up.
The low thunderous breathing seemed like a roaring thunderstorm, rumbling incessantly.
This was not a weak ghost king who had been suppressed for hundreds of years and was lingering on the brink of extinction.
