"Alright, Chen Yang, be careful." He Xiran was also tense, tightly holding onto Chen Hao, standing behind Chen Yang and the others.
"Hahaha, Chen Yang, you dare to kill the Ghost Gate Hall's Elder Wuchang, today will be your death day."
After the smoke dispersed, an extremely eerie voice resonated from around, much like a vengeful spirit demanding a life.
"If you want to fight, come out and speak. What is the point of playing tricks? Are all the members of the Ghost Gate Hall a bunch of useless rubbish?" Knowing there was no peaceful resolution, Ao Min didn't hold back either.
He opened his mouth with such a greeting.
The person in the black fog got obviously furious upon hearing this.
The eerie laughter abruptly stopped.
"Hmph, utterly ignorant of death, today we will make you wish you were dead." The person in the black fog snorted coldly.
Afterward, they saw people flying out from all directions, surrounding them completely.
