The Ghost King's enormous ghost face was originally composed of black mist and skulls, which condensed together and swayed incessantly, like a burning flame.

Upon hearing this, the entire ghost face visibly froze for a moment before it said in a low voice, "You look like a carefree lad on the surface, but I never expected you to be so cunning and treacherous."

On the other side, Zhao Hao nodded in deep agreement. Originally, in his eyes, someone like Zu An was no different from an ant, but this guy had too many tricks up his sleeve, which made him wary.

Zuan continued, "And the situation when you encountered Zhao Hao, both Jing Teng and Hong Lei were extremely nervous. Logically speaking, given Wei Suo's personality, he should have been trembling with fear long ago, but you weren't. I could feel the calmness deep in your eyes."

Now everyone around him began to admire him. After all, in that near-death experience, he still had the energy to observe a seemingly insignificant person in the corner.

Zuan looked at Wei Suo lying on the ground beneath the giant ghost face, his life or death unknown, and he didn't know when the Ghost King had possessed him.

He hesitated for a moment but did not ask the Ghost King about his current situation. If he let the Ghost King know that he cared about him, it would be easy to bring danger to Vesso.

“Indeed, you are a meticulous fellow. No wonder the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick fell into your hands,” the Ghost King nodded appreciatively, then turned his huge ghost face towards Zhao Hao. “Who exactly are you? Why have I never heard of your background?”

Such a talented person couldn't possibly be unknown to the world.

Zhao Hao snorted: "I'm just passing by and have no intention of making an enemy of you."

Having just exchanged blows, he was somewhat wary of his opponent's strength and decided it was best to avoid conflict if possible.

The Ghost King hesitated, clearly Zhao Hao's strength was beyond imagination, and dealing with him would not be an easy task.

Just then, Zu'an's voice rang out: "His Majesty is nearing the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man, and he is determined to obtain the Immortal Fate this time. If nothing unexpected happens, the Ghost King is also interested in the Immortal Fate. Miss Jing, you are very familiar with this great tomb. Are there two Immortal Fates here?"

Jing Teng, being a clever man, deliberately answered loudly, "Of course there's only one. Since it's called 'Immortal Fate,' it's meant for those with the right destiny to receive it. How could there be multiple portions and everyone be happy?"

Upon hearing this, Ghost King and Zhao Hao's expressions changed immediately. They knew he was trying to sow discord, but it was a blatant scheme. Unless one of them gave up, a fierce battle was inevitable.

The key point is that Zu'an is also very cunning. He deliberately said that Zhao Hao was about to die and was waiting for this immortal opportunity to save his life. Therefore, the Ghost King knew that the other party was determined to get the immortal opportunity and there was no possibility of backing down.

In that case, we might as well take advantage of the opportunity we just had to sneak up on him and injure him, and completely eliminate this competitor.

Once the idea was made up, the Ghost King's huge face rushed straight towards Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness as he charged towards his opponent, his body glowing with golden light.

He wanted to see just how powerful the most terrifying ghost king in the world really was.

In their eyes, the biggest competitors for the immortal destiny in the Great Tomb are each other. As for the people from Zu'an, even if they have some cleverness, they are ultimately just ants.

This can be dealt with later; eliminating the biggest competitor is the real priority.

Li Changsheng and Xuan Bajing hurriedly ran to the side. In a battle of this level, even if they were hit by the aftershocks, they might die on the spot.

Zhao Hao quickly rushed into the center of the black mist. Countless skulls charged towards him. His whole body glowed with golden light. He used fist techniques with his left hand and finger techniques with his right, attacking with both hands. With each strike, a large number of skulls were reduced to fragments.

Zuan and the others watched with great admiration. Zhao Hao's fist and finger techniques looked plain and straightforward, but he had clearly reached the realm of returning to simplicity. He didn't need any fancy skills. Every move he made had a majestic imperial aura. Compared to the Ghost King's sinister nature, he looked more righteous.

The two sides started fighting. He decided not to run away and would stay to see if he could become the fisherman.

Although the Ghost King and the Emperor believed they had overestimated him, they actually underestimated him; he possessed the power to influence the course of the battle.

At this moment, Zhao Hao in the air frowned slightly, because he found that no matter how many of the Ghost King's skulls he shattered, the opponent's aura was not affected in the slightest.

On the contrary, the sinister aura emanating from those skulls had some effect on him.

Although the impact is not significant, the trade-offs will eventually lead to him falling into a disadvantageous position over time.

Zuan nodded secretly. It seemed that what Wolong said earlier was indeed correct; this Ghost King seemed to be immune to physical attacks.

At this moment, Zhao Hao snorted coldly and suddenly landed on the ground. A golden phantom rose from above his head, transforming into a golden-armored war god.

That was Zhao Hao's primordial spirit. He had clearly realized that physical attacks alone were not enough to defeat the Ghost King.

As soon as his primordial spirit appeared, the black mist was forced to recede significantly, and many skulls even began to melt.

The golden giant punched the black mist apart, and countless skulls screamed and scattered in all directions.

The golden giant sneered, and with a grab of his other hand, the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and many skulls that were about to escape were all grabbed by that giant hand.

With a powerful clench of his fist, the skulls let out a piercing scream before turning to ashes.

Li Changsheng was mesmerized. Was this what battles between Earth Immortals were like? When would he ever reach that level?

Xuan Bajing, however, preemptively flattered, "Your Majesty is indeed invincible! Long live the Emperor!"

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