Other than his initial, furious shriek and a single, hastily launched sword attack, the Ghost Bone Elder made no further moves.
He hid within the roiling black mist like a cold, lurking viper, "watching" Chu Fan's every move from a distance. Forget about advancing to fight; he showed no intention of even taking a single step closer!
"Old monster, you're still the same life-clinging, death-fearing coward you've always been."
Chu Fan slowly raised his eyes, his gaze piercing the black mist like a cold blade. His tone was flat, yet filled with undisguised ridicule. "Your true self, in the end, didn't dare to come in person."
"The aura of this avatar isn't much different from the one Princess Zhaohua casually crushed last time."
"Truly... a great disappointment."
The Ghost Bone Elder remained silent within the black mist, but a tempest was already raging in his heart!
