Yin Soil disintegrated under such a fierce attack, unable to coalesce.
The Ghost King of the Netherworld hidden within was infuriated beyond endurance, stifling the intense pain between his divine spirit, as the dispersed Three Souls Seven Spirits reassembled into a ghostly form. Suddenly, he stirred the twin Nether Springs deep within the tomb, both ghostly claws plunging into the springs.
"How dare you bully a ghost! Die!"
Boom!—
The tumbling Yin Soil suddenly split open.
Large expanses of Yin Soil exuded an icy chill, and in a flash, two cold, gloomy ghost claws swept past.
Chen Dengming had just unleashed several punches intending to block, but he only felt the ghost claws flash by, the Giant Deer roaring autonomously to form a protective barrier the next moment.
"Bang—"
Two bone-chillingly cold breezes suddenly invaded his body with tearing pain, scattering the Senluo Qi that enshrouded him.
