"Whoosh!"
Another sudden chill swept in.
Xu Nian's heart jolted, he immediately summoned the Nine Hells Netherworld Spear and thrust it forward.
Yet, as he thrust, it seemed to pierce only air, hitting nothing tangible.
Xu Nian frowned, what exactly is this?
"Buzz!"
At this moment, that terrifying chill attacked once more.
"I want to see exactly what you are." Xu Nian's eyes sharpened instantly, mobilizing all the soul power towards the direction of the chilling force.
"Buzz!"
Xu Nian's Soul Sword didn't miss this time, instead, it seemed to collide with a powerful energy wall.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion sounded.
A phantom figure was forced back.
This time, Xu Nian finally saw the true appearance of this figure.
The figure was entirely formed by divine soul power, yet there seemed to be something else contained within this divine soul power.
"What is this thing, Ghost God Spirit?" Xu Nian murmured to himself.
