At this moment, Zhang Xiangguang finally revealed those terrifying fangs.
His plan not only horrified people but also showed strength that left them feeling despair.
No ghost controller in the supernatural circle has ever been able to display a level of supernatural power, even just at the onset. Everyone already had a rough assessment in their hearts, which was that there was a huge gap between them and Zhang Xiangguang, at least by a level.
And now, there were five Zhang Xiangguangs joining forces.
Not only that, the surrounding area was being swallowed by darkness, hidden within was a terrifying ghost envoy... a ghastly presence.
"The appearance of the ghost envoy is not to attack us, but to trap us, to restrict us, to prevent us from scattering. Wei Jing, are you sure the suppression quota of the ghost envoy must be 9?" At this moment, Leuk San felt uneasy and gritted his teeth.
The appearance of the ghost envoy had too much impact on his paper figures.
