"Ghost Demon?"
Fan Wenxuan's voice trembled as he called out the newcomer's name.
The figure was wrapped in a black cloak, his facial features obscured. Only two large, skeletal white hands extended from his wide sleeves.
He gave off an incomparably sinister and terrifying aura.
This person...
His cultivation had reached the Union Palace Realm Fourth Stage.
His qi and blood were as vigorous as a tiger's, surging like a stampede of leopards—continuous and powerful, like an invincible Overlord!
He was the undisputed number one on the previous generation's Junior Venerable List, the Direct Disciple of Ghost Mother Lishan from the Nine Sins Hall—Ghost Demon!
Ghost Demon's blood-red eyes, hidden within his cloak, swept over Fan Wenxuan. He sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Fan Wenxuan, you were once a genius on par with me. To think you've become so useless over the years. What a disappointment."
