Bab 2449: Son of an Old Friend

Xiao Hai chuckled as he locked onto another army.

"The last interesting living being I came across is the masked woman. The Path of Heaven is in chaos. Perhaps you are a variable in this chaos of the Path of Heaven. Have you ever thought that as you become stronger through battle, you will ultimately become the sharpest sword in the ghost realm?"

Little Bodhisattva watched as the ghost race army was slaughtered in a frenzy, but he did not care at all.

"It won't happen." Xiao Hai smiled and shook his head.

Little Bodhisattva looked at Xiao Hai's confident look and seemed irritated. He did not know how many tens of thousands of years had passed, but this strange emotion had surfaced for the first time.

He moved his hand slightly, and the ghost moon responded to his gesture and emitted an intense light. The suction force was like the giant mouth of a Kun Peng, piercing through Xiao Hai.