Just as the two were fighting the two Spirit Corpses with all their might, the stunning woman shot a hateful glare at Shen Lang, who had already walked ahead, only to suddenly freeze.
She watched as the Ghost-faced Man, blade in hand, reached the area where a pile of bodies lay scattered haphazardly.
He, who had been strolling as casually as if he were in his own backyard, suddenly erupted with a powerful aura. The long blade in his hand flared with brilliant electricity as he viciously slashed down at one of the corpses on the ground!
'What is he doing...?' Both the stunning woman and Uncle Zhou were taken aback.
CLANG!
The long blade seemed to have struck something indestructible, sending sparks flying everywhere!
ROAR!
A soul-shaking roar, like that of an Ancient Fierce Beast, erupted from the corpse, making everyone's face drain of color in terror.
At the same time, a massive tail shot out from the ground, whipping violently toward Shen Lang like a bolt of lightning!
