Fang Family.
Boom!
An arrow pierced through the pitch-black sky, trailing a swirl of black mist, and hit the face of an Elder with a ruthless stomp.
Most of the mountain collapsed.
That Elder was trampled under Xu Huan's foot.
"What talent do you have? Just a group of weaklings exploiting the prison's authority to do evil."
He slowly stood up.
With chaotic shadows fluctuating, a terrifying aura surged from Xu Huan's body.
He seemed to be soaked in the purest darkness.
That eternally gentle face, for the first time in his life, revealed a cruel and twisted wicked smile: "Then, let's stop the war with war."
One step forward.
The terrifying pressure belonging to the Ghost King descended upon the mountains.
Having just survived Ning Zheng's sea rampage, the Fang Family members looked up in fear.
It was an incredibly terrifying thing, as if the dominator of the food chain had descended upon this land.
Crack.
A figure appeared before his eyes.
