Under the thunderous roar.
The figure of the ghost slave began to change wildly all over the sky.
If just now it was forming a shadow on the ground.
Then now it was in mid-air.
Those shadows, spinning back and forth like a fan, were hard to discern.
Ji Qiubai watched in terror, muttering to himself, "I never imagined Heavenly Rank powerhouses could be this terrifying!"
Gongsun Chu said with a smile, "Little puppet, you've only seen the tip of the iceberg... This ghost slave is merely my personal bodyguard. You should know, within my Black Mountain Sect, there are countless powerful Heavenly Rank experts capable of exerting such might."
Ji Qiubai did not dare to speak.
No wonder Gongsun Chu was so confident.
Beside him, Wutian Cilang was even more surprised.
He felt even more fortunate about his choice to form an alliance with Black Mountain Sect, knowing that the rise of the Wutian family within the Nine Provinces of Huaxia was imminent.
...
Straight ahead.
