You Tianming was taken aback, his eyes flickering with disbelief as he said, "A third-order spirit ghost, how did you cultivate it?"
You Tianming represented the combined strength of the entire Yin Ghost Sect, and it took him countless precious resources to cultivate his own spirit ghost to the lower grade of the third order. He knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate a third-order spirit ghost.
"Go!"
Zhao Yu gave an order, and the White Ghost Emperor opened its gaping mouth, its body shrouded in pitch-black ghostly qi emanating a cruel, ferocious aura. With a slight push of its feet, it lunged toward the dark spirit ghost, almost as if teleporting.
A fierce light flickered in the eyes of that dark spirit ghost, which also surged with ghostly qi and slammed down a claw.
Bang!
Accompanied by a terrifying boom, the black ghostly qi trembled. The White Ghost Emperor remained unmoved, but the dark spirit ghost was blasted ten meters away with a single strike.
