Yang Chen waited silently here.
Night Ghost Ancestor did not keep him waiting too long. Just two days later, Yang Chen sensed a strong black wind in the high altitude, accompanied by a cold breeze that filled the entire space.
Feeling the sharpness of the Ghost Qi, Yang Chen knew for certain that this was none other than the pursuing Night Ghost Ancestor.
"Night Ghost Ancestor, since you're here, why hide? Show yourself," Yang Chen said calmly.
Night Ghost Ancestor mocked: "Yang Chen, you have some guts, facing this seat so nonchalantly."
Afterward, a gigantic figure appeared in the sky, looking down at Yang Chen with cold eyes.
This person was the Night Ghost Ancestor.
"What does it matter if I remain nonchalant? Are you, Night Ghost Ancestor, not going to kill me?" Yang Chen said.
