The Ghost King, along with King Wumeng and King Qingyu, traveled several miles north before they saw the intermittently visible Chen Hao, along with those four ancient beasts of immense stature.
"It seems that Chen Hao intends to use his enemy's own tactics against them," said the Ghost King, a ferocious glint flashing in his eyes.
Although Chen Hao ventured forth alone, seeing him repeatedly enter and exit the vortex at the entrance and exit of the Nether Acupoint left the Ghost King at a loss.
"Don't let these four beasts get close to our camp," ordered the Ghost King, "or many will die."
"Ghost King, these four ancient creatures are too..." King Wumeng trailed off hesitantly. Given the four beasts whose size rivaled that of a mountain, it seemed improbable for him, along with the Ghost King and King Qingyu, to stop them.
