Suddenly, a giant python pierced through the ground like an arrow and shot towards Chen Yang, its body twisting as it approached him.
Hiss!
The python's tail, moving at a terrifying speed beyond the sound barrier and carrying enough force to shatter mountains, whipped toward Chen Yang's body.
"Kill!"
Another loud shout echoed.
A king-level Ghost Spirit covered in spikes, resembling a porcupine, lowered its head, and the spikes on its back gleamed with a cold light, detaching from its body and raining down on Chen Yang like a storm at such speed they seemed to pierce the void itself!
In just the blink of an eye, three king-level Ghost Spirits were upon him!
Chen Yang was surrounded, and the situation instantly became extremely perilous. Observing from afar, the martial artists saw this scene and gasped in shock, their eyes filled with deep concern.
Chen Yang's gaze remained icy cold.
