Alex frowned slightly, a trace of suspicion flashing through his eyes. "Is this the Nether Soul Jade-Folding Hand? No, this technique is not the Nether Soul Jade-Folding Hand."
Regarding a long-established Ghost Race powerhouse like the Nether Earth Ghost King, Alex actually possessed a certain amount of intelligence and information.
He had already anticipated most of this old ghost's techniques, including the bone spike attack from earlier.
But at this very moment, this bizarre technique was something he had never seen before, and he even found it somewhat inconceivable.
"Saint Lord of the Hale family, it is impossible for you to crack this move of mine." The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes, mocking playfully.
"This divine ability was already created by me before you were even born. And after many long years of improvement and research, it has finally matured."
