Subconsciously stimulating his power, Lu Chengqian formed a layer of armor around himself, securely protecting the Ghost King's Body within, like an indestructible shield.
When the long spear met the shield, a terrible crash resounded over Black Mountain. The entire mountain began to tremble, and the countless lost souls living within cried out in terror, never expecting to find unrest even in death.
The fearsome aftermath turned the battlefield into a wasteland, and when the rising dust gradually settled, the scene of the grand battle re-emerged before their eyes.
After the fierce collision, the long spear in Lu Chengqian's hand had already shattered into pieces, and the Old Demon of Black Mountain was severely wounded. From this, it seemed that Lu Chengqian was a notch above.
