The ghoul, enveloped in pitch black and exuding incessant, ice-cold auras, suddenly burst forth. With the flapping of its bat-like wings, an eerie wind materialized between heaven and earth, and the temperature dropped so low that large patches of frost appeared out of the void.
"Coming at me?" Gu Chen frowned with consternation. Compared to the severely injured barbarian clan leader, Yelanbar, his own blood energy was naturally more vigorous, masculine, and intense, making him a favorite of the ghoul.
If it could successfully devour him, even a ghoul of this level would see a significant increase in strength.
Seeing this, Gu Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light. He stood firm, without dodging, and with a single palm strike, he collided with the sinister claws of the approaching ghoul.
Bang!