A figure walked out of the Demon Emperor's Palace, carrying an extremely cold aura. His body looked extremely thin, one could describe it as skin and bones. He was wearing a black robe, which was a little tattered. If it weren't for the fascinating power he carried with him, one would definitely think that he was a homeless person wandering the streets.
His face was somewhat dark, and his eyes were deep-set, but from those small eyes emanated two rays of light that could make people feel frightened.
The voice sounded extremely uncomfortable. Judging from the tone, his status was even higher than Zhang Xu, and his strength was obviously even more terrifying.
"Yes, old ghost!"
The moment Zhang Xu saw this person, his eyes were full of respect. He bowed slightly, not daring to disobey in the slightest.
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