Chapter 1848
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Just as Ye Qingtang was deep in thought, Xue Fu rushed into the hall with an ugly expression on his face.
"Holy Lord, Holy Son, someone is causing trouble outside the hall."
"Who is it?" Ye Qingtang asked.
Xue Fu shook his head. "I don't know. He said he wanted to see the Holy Lord."
Before Ye Qingtang could say anything, Ming Wang's face darkened.
"Xue Fu, you're getting more and more unruly."
Xue Fu was taken aback and immediately knelt down on one knee.
Ming Wang said coldly, "What kind of place is the Temple of Shadows? Who is so arrogant as to have the right to see the Holy Lord? "
Xue Fu's expression darkened and he could only bite the bullet. "That person is … very powerful. We couldn't stop him. We are useless. Please punish us, Holy Lord!"
Ye Qingtang was taken aback by Xue Fu's words.
She knew how powerful Xue Fu was. Although he was slightly weaker than Ming Wang and Ming Gu, he was still one of the best in the Central Mainland.
But now, Xue Fu was saying such a thing?
Doom's eyes darkened as well.
"I'd like to see who has the guts to do this." With that, Ming Wang turned to Ye Qingtang and left the hall.
Ye Qingtang watched Ming Wang's departing figure and an inexplicable sense of unease rose in her heart.
Outside the Temple of Shadows, the group of Undead looked tense as they stared fixedly at the effeminate-looking youth standing nearby.
The youth looked to be at most thirteen or fourteen years old. His long, jet-black hair casually draped over his shoulders, accentuating his pale, sickly face.
The young man's facial features were extremely feminine. On his fair and flawless face, his red lips, which seemed to have been smeared with blood, were outlining a frivolous smile.
"Ask your Holy Lord to come out. I have no interest in playing with ants like you." The youth raised his chin arrogantly and crossed his arms in front of his chest. His mocking gaze swept across the Undead present.
Countless Undead corpses littered the ground around the youth.
Even the enchanting Lady Ghost was miserably supported to her feet by an elder. A large chunk of her shoulder had been sliced off, and spiderweb-like cracks had appeared on her human form.
Lady Ghost gritted her teeth and said, "Who do you think you are to meet our Holy Lord?"
The effeminate-looking youth narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze across Lady Ghost. "Don't think that just because you're called the Undead Clan, you really can't die. I just can't be bothered to waste time with you. If you dare to make any more noise, I'll completely destroy you."
As soon as the young man's voice fell, a cluster of blue flames suddenly ignited.
The flames didn't feel hot at all. Instead, they caused the surrounding temperature to plummet.
Lady Ghost gritted her teeth, but she knew that she was no match for this youth.
Just now, she had only exchanged half a move, and she had almost lost her life.
This youth's strength far exceeded Lady Ghost's imagination.
Lady Ghost was one of the strongest in the Central Mainland, but she couldn't even take one hit from this young man.
Lady Ghost had never experienced such humiliation before.
"How arrogant." A cold voice suddenly rang out in the Temple of Shadows.
Lady Ghost's heart leaped with joy when she heard that voice.
In the next second, Ming Wang landed in front of Lady Ghost.
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