"Boom!"
Divineheart and Ghost Ming delivered palm strikes at each other. This exchange dissipated more than half of Ghost Ming's surrounding Yin Qi.
Of course, Divineheart suffered as well. He had expended more than half his Yuan Qi while Ghost Ming had only expended about forty percent of his Yin Qi.
Although Ghost Ming held the advantage, how could Godly Monarchs be so easily killed?
If this continued, Divineheart would still be fine, but the Thousand-eyed Mo would first be killed by Yi Yun.
Ghost Ming could not afford to lose the Thousand-eyed Mo.
Realizing that Yi Yun had roughly blinded a thousand of the Thousand-eyed Mo's eyes, Ghost Ming's face turned ashen. He originally looked like a handsome middle-aged man who only had a greenish tint to his face, but now, he revealed a set of fiendish protruding teeth. His eyes were bloodshot and his facial muscles were scrunched up. He looked extremely grotesque.
"Whoosh!"
