Looking at "Xia Chan," who was possessed by the Wandering Spirit King and laughing maniacally, Luo Xiu's expression turned extremely gloomy.
At the same time, he felt a deep sense of regret. If not for his carelessness, the Wandering Spirit King never would have had this opportunity.
"I'll give you one chance."
"Get out of her now, and I won't kill you."
Enveloped in a green light, Luo Xiu slowly walked toward the Wandering Spirit King.
Feeling the terrifying, oppressive aura, the Wandering Spirit King immediately panicked.
It wasn't just the Wandering Spirit King; even Lin Tong on the other side felt a surge of fear. The green Spiritual Power reminded the King of the Spirit Realm of a time long, long ago… the terror of the heavens being dominated by that one man with his sword!
"Stay back!" the Wandering Spirit King shrieked, controlling Xia Chan to tightly clutch her own neck.
