Nightmare Imprint

Zhou Han had already appraised the attributes of the black shadow. Its damage output was quite good. It was time to farm damage, and Zhou Han did not want to miss it.

Then, the other party's attributes were all displayed.

[Ice Hell Ghost Deity]

[Current Combat Strength: Nine Star Emperor]

[Weapon: Cold Fury Blood Claw (Divine)]

[Equipment: Frozen Armor (Emperor-grade)]

[Dharma treasure: Ghost Stone (Emperor-grade)]

[Skills: Afterimage—Heaven Defying Claw, Life Drain, Frost Power, Darkness Devour, Blood Ghost Guide…]

[Status: Shadow]

"Yo! Not bad. I didn't expect you to be a ghost?" After reading it, Zhou Han said with a smile.

"Hahaha! You're afraid now? It's too late!" A cruel smile flashed across the Ice Hell Ghost Deity's face.

"Sigh! What kind of person are you? How dare you call yourself a ghost?! What a joke!"

"You're… very good!"

"You're the first person to be so arrogant in front of me!"