Ruins Sea.
Nine Layers Land.
The Mang Mountain Ghost struck in all directions. He dared not kill Yan Chuan, but he was ruthless and brutal with any High Rank Divine General around him.
Watching his hands dance, True Qi surged like turbulent waves.
Endless Netherworld Cold Qi and endless Yin Soul Power intertwined, forming a massive black vortex.
"Go!"
The Mang Mountain Ghost pushed the vortex towards the High Rank Divine Generals in all directions——
Boom boom boom!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The vortex, upon touching the High Rank Divine Generals, instantly swallowed them.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
So many High Rank Divine Generals were ruthlessly shredded in the vortex, turning into nothingness.
Buzz~
Netherworld Cold Qi spread out, dyeing the surrounding Chaos Ruins in a cold darkness.
Crack crack crack!
All vitality froze, as if time itself stopped flowing.
Only the Mang Mountain Ghost kept striking, surrounded by a scene of deathly silence, as if it were the end of the world.
