Having lost the initiative, he ultimately failed to block all the attacks and was struck by several skulls, his entire body immediately becoming tainted by a black aura.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and dodged in advance, which created a safe distance.

He activated his profound skill, and his whole body shone with golden light, completely expelling the black energy that had tainted his body.

Even so, he still coughed up a mouthful of blood, clearly having suffered a considerable injury from that attack.

Xuan Bajing and Li Changsheng were both shocked. What kind of being could injure Zhao Hao with a single blow?

You have to understand that back on the Purple Mountain Altar, even with all the plans and meticulous attacks from so many top experts, he had never been in such a sorry state.

"Ghost King?" Zhao Hao's expression was grim as he stared intently at the other party. With such appearance and strength, who else in the world could it be but the Ghost King?

The black mist and skull coalesced into a giant ghost face, but instead of answering Zhao Hao's question, it looked in the direction of Zu An: "How exactly did you see through my identity?"

Qiu Honglei smiled broadly, thinking that Ah Zu was indeed not that kind of person.

Is this the Ghost King? He's really ugly.

The thought that he had been with their group all this way sent a chill down their spines.

Jing Teng stared wide-eyed at the Ghost King, never expecting that the legendary being was hiding right beside him.

However, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in the face of such a terrifying existence.

Zuan didn't betray his friend. Sigh, just now Qiu Honglei trusted him without reservation, but I had my doubts. In this respect, I am indeed much less capable than her.

Wait a minute, why would I compare myself to her?

I'm also very curious about how Zuan figured it out.

Feeling locked onto by a terrifying aura, Zu An decided it was best not to continue running, fearing he might inadvertently draw the enemy's hatred to himself, thus ruining all his efforts.

He sighed: "It's actually quite easy to see that. I know Weisuo's personality best. As his name suggests, he has a sleazy streak in his bones, but it's hard to feel that way these days. Although you've tried your best to disguise it, you're still not quite there yet."

Jing Teng and Qiu Honglei nodded secretly. Wei Suo was the kind of guy who fantasized about having a life-or-death friendship with a female ghost. He drooled whenever he saw a beautiful woman. His sly and lewd nature was just too much.

He seems to have become more and more normal these past few days. I thought he had been spending a lot of time with everyone and had developed some resistance to the beauty of the two women.

Ah Zu was the most observant and immediately noticed the anomaly.

"So you know he's me in disguise just because of that?" The Ghost King was clearly dissatisfied with the answer. "You're so sure you're using him as a shield? What if you're wrong and end up hurting your friend?"

“Of course it’s not just that,” Zaun replied, gazing at the ghostly face made of black mist and skulls in the air, pondering what kind of being it was. “Wesor is the most cowardly of all—not in a derogatory sense, but that’s just his nature. His first reaction to danger is to run away. But when we saw so many terrifying beings outside the Great Tomb, I told him to go first, but he actually insisted on coming in with me, like we’d share the burden.”

He shook his head: "The real Vesso would definitely run away and advise me not to take any risks. If he couldn't persuade me, he would leave on his own, and would even say that he wouldn't be a burden to me."

Thinking of his former friend's personality, Zu An couldn't help but smile.

"It's still too far-fetched," the Ghost King said, shaking his head.

“The most compelling evidence is that when we entered the tomb, he was almost knocked down by the crowd. I noticed that although he seemed to be falling, his movements were actually extremely skillful, and he intentionally or unintentionally avoided some fatal injuries,” Zuan paused, “So when I was saving him, I touched his wrist and found that he had no pulse!”