"Old scoundrel, meet your end!"
The Nether Ghost King let out a brash yell, thrusting his spear forward.
HUM!
WOO WOO!
The spear's thrust vibrated through the air, igniting countless spectral wails and howls, transforming the surroundings into a scene akin to a brutal Hell.
"So powerful!"
The elder in the golden robe gasped.
In his haste, he drew a longsword and barely managed to meet the attack.
Facing the overwhelming Nether Ghost King, without the support of the Sky Spirit Realm, he was unable to block the might of the King's spear.
BANG!
His longsword was instantly knocked away.
The spear's shadow flickered, and it immediately pierced his shoulder.
"Haha, old scoundrel, without the Heavenly Spirit Mirror, you're no match for me! Today, I will kill you!"
The Nether Ghost King laughed boisterously, swiftly thrusting his spear toward the elder's forehead.
