Just as Jing Teng seemed about to be hit by the streaks of radiance, Zu An instantly appeared at her side. Sword radiance erupted from his hands and blocked the lights head on.

A strong wind blew toward them just then. Zu An had to stand protectively in front of Jing Teng and couldn't dodge in time, so he could only do his best to prevent his vitals from being hit.

Boom!

A fist slammed into him, and a strand of blood trickled out of the corner of his lips. He did everything he could to frantically suck away its power with the Heaven Devouring Sutra and Kun Peng force, while retreating several dozen zhang backward with Jing Teng.

He saw that the one who had attacked was none other than the Ghost King. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. That attack seemed to be far from the Ghost King’s normal power.

“You damn kid, you’d better be careful. You might not be so lucky next time,” the Ghost King warned him.

Zu An now noticed that the Ghost King was sometimes conscious, and sometimes muddle-headed. She was clearly doing everything she could to fight the black mist for control over her own body. However, judging from the looks of things,...