The Eternal Ghost King's sinister face paused for a moment and said faintly, "Boy, are you serious? If so, your Primordial Spirit will be absorbed by me, and you'll completely become a ghost!"
"As long as I can kill him, it doesn't matter even if I become a ghost. Today, he must die." The short-legged tiger had lost its mind.
"Eternal Ghost King, I want to use your move to kill Lin Chen." The short-legged tiger said with madness in its eyes.
"You want to use that move? Do you realize that it will leave you beyond redemption?" The Ghost King said solemnly.
"So what if it leaves me beyond redemption—I want to drag that kid down even if I die." The short-legged tiger glared venomously at Lin Chen.
"Rest assured, as long as you help me kill him, this body of ten thousand ghosts will be yours. You'll have a vessel to continue walking in the world. Isn't that what you've always wanted?" The short-legged tiger sneered.
