He was already out of options, but he did not expect that in the most critical moment, such a turning point would occur.
Yang Chen looked around and quickly found his target.
The one who made the move was none other than the Spirit King, shrouded in ghostly Qi.
The Spirit King was now in a weakened state, his eyes dried up and his body seemingly exhausted.
"Thank you, senior, for saving my life." Yang Chen took a deep breath.
The Spirit Demon Ghost Venerate had underestimated the number one in the Southern Realm, even if he had already reached his twilight years and was in a low state, but a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse.
