Swiftly after the boy finished speaking, a loud boom resonated across the atmosphere.
The black snakes that were entwined around Baili Jia Jue exploded into smithereens by some force that came out of nowhere!
As a bloody mist fell into the air, the sound of footsteps slowly approached…
The two wraiths froze mid-action, slowly turning their heads to look back.
A pair of black boots thumped rhythmically against the ground, and the wind seemed to blow in every direction to puff up Baili Jia Jue's black robe. There, he stood still with a cold, dignified look on his face, an evil aura blanketing him, spreading through the black fog.
The wraith fixed his eyes on him, his brown pupils wide as saucers as if he had just witnessed something incredible and unbelievable with astonishment written all over his face.
His pale lips parted slowly as if he wanted to speak, but he realized his throat was too dry to produce a single sound.
