Little Ghost

Ma Zheng opened his eyes and shot out a beam of light that looked like a magic lamp. Then, the veins on his body bulged, and his muscles rumbled.

As he swung his blade, a violent aura erupted, covering the sky and covering the earth. The sun, moon, and stars all dimmed.

"Rumble!"

The walls collapsed and the shockwave spread for hundreds of miles. It was terrifying.

Everyone gasped in fear.

"This aura is comparable to that of a level-90 king, right?" someone among the experts of the various families asked.

"Isn't this demonic blade too terrifying?"

Everyone was envious and fearful.

However, Ma Zheng was already invincible. Now that he had obtained the demonic blade, his strength had increased by another level. They had no chance of competing with him.

"Ma Zheng, congratulations!" Liu Wei said sourly.