"Were you disappointed? So close, weren't you?" A flippant voice came from the clouds.
As the mist cleared, everyone finally saw Wu Xiaoyao, almost unscathed, on the dragon's head, along with... the head he was holding, which was speaking in a joking tone.
The head was none other than Ghost Valley's.
Even Minister Long, suspended in midair, was momentarily stunned.
He was certain his attack had landed on Ghost Valley, but unexpectedly, the opponent's body was as fragile as paper, crumbling upon touch.
That's why the entire body of Ghost Valley had been shattered, leaving only the head in Wu Xiaoyao's grasp.
The eerie thing was, not only was he not dead, there wasn't a trace of pain on his face.
Bang--
The next second, Wu Xiaoyao, expressionless, hurled Ghost Valley's head to the side, making an eerie sound.
Shortly after, to everyone's incredulous eyes, the head rolled and grew a body within a few seconds at an observable speed.
