"Who is it!? Who dares to attack me in the dark!?"
Hei He roared in anger, his entire body enveloped in dense ghostly energy as numerous Fierce Ghosts and Yin Spirits roiled and growled within. The moment they found their target, they would rush out to tear it apart.
Boom—
But what was utterly unexpected was that the person did not reveal themselves; instead, they slashed out a Sword Qi constructed of starlight at Hei He, completely cleaving through the ball of ghostly energy and sending him flying.
Pft!
Hei He spat out a mouthful of blood, not only because he was injured but also from rage consuming his heart.
Just a moment ago, he had made a bold statement, and the next he was directly blown away, losing face in front of numerous Ghost Clan members. How could someone as prideful as Hei He tolerate this?
"You have ten breaths to get out of my sight, or stay here forever!"
