The ghosts who hadn't yet left the vicinity were astonished to see Yun Hao suddenly erupt. Each move was overwhelmingly powerful, no weaker than during the previous battle with Soul Refining, leaving them shocked and stationary.
They were puzzled, wondering what had happened to Yun Hao?
Why did he suddenly start repeatedly striking the Cloud-Breaking Fan?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of muffled sounds rang out as the Cloud-Breaking Fan, floating in mid-air, drifted back dozens of meters, and Yun Hao staggered backward seven or eight steps. His already pale face was now completely bloodless.
Heh heh...
A sinister laughter echoed throughout the large training camp.
The laughter sounded eerie, even to those ghosts who had experienced life and death, it evoked a chill rising from their hearts.
The laughter seemed to mix with countless arrows, secretly piercing everyone's hearts.
