The Yin Soul, Fierce Ghost, and Asura, the three types of ghosts, enveloped Zuo Wu.
The entire space fell into darkness, as if transformed into Hell.
Above him, a hundred-foot-tall Divine Demon, resembling a peerless demon, carried a world-shaking aura and firmly suppressed Zuo Wu.
"Boom!"
An Azure Dragon, carrying a catastrophic storm, stirred the winds and clouds in all directions, charging straight at Zuo Wu.
In just an instant.
Zuo Wu's mist, which he had always been proud of and which his enemies feared, shattered instantly!
Transformed into nothingness!
Zuo Wu's pupils frozen in that moment.
"No!"
A powerless and furious shout escaped his lips, his eyes widened frighteningly, filled with horror.
"Bang!"
The incoming Azure Dragon struck Zuo Wu's chest, its fierce force sent Zuo Wu flying, then slammed him heavily onto the ground.
Zuo Wu lay on the ground, his aura weakened to the extreme.
Turning to Qin Chen.
