The man's face was extremely sullen at this moment; he never expected that back in the continent, he was a figure of prominence, ignoring these two juniors when it came to schemes and plots. Yet, he did not foresee, from years of seclusion, that he would capsize in the sewer!
He was actually deceived by these two juniors. The Demon Clan was indeed a true Demon Clan, but this Ghost Cultivator was impersonating a Ghost General, and he realized it only now!
The man suddenly felt like his tens of thousands of years old dignity was thrown to the ground and stomped on. Immediately, his face turned cold,
"Hmph, dare to deceive me? I shall scatter your Soul completely!"
As he spoke, a Giant Sword about half a meter long suddenly appeared in his massive palm. When it was about to hack at the red-dressed female ghost, she let out a cold laugh,
"You have time to make my soul scatter; why not take a look at your own hand!"
As she spoke, her figure flickered and suddenly disappeared!
