"Son, you must regret it."

The swordsmith master looked at his son who had lost his arm.

"What's there to regret? Do you think he really dared to kill me? In fact, he didn't dare at all, otherwise why would he let you do it?

To put it bluntly, he is afraid of the half-step ghost king behind me!"

In front of his father, Pan Xiangting still did not dare to admit defeat.

"At this point, are you still stubborn?"

The master swordsmith covered his face and said in pain.

"Obviously you said that the Holy Snow Mountain gave you a chance to come out, but you turned to the upper underworld. Although the upper underworld is powerful, they do not have ghosts and gods to control them, but we are different. We have the first generation of true gods. The Pangu world may not be afraid of the upper underworld!"

He still wanted to hear his son change his ways.

No father in the world really wants to kill his son.

Killing one's relatives for the sake of justice is also something done out of necessity.

He hoped that his son was deceived by ghosts and took the wrong path.

Pan Xiangting broke his arm, but he had used his strength to seal the wound. He endured the pain and said coldly:

"Father, let me call you father for the last time. You taught me since I was a child to become a strong person. You said that this world is a world where strength is respected.

If you want people to look up to you, you have to become stronger.

But I have such a strong talent, but I was imprisoned in the Demon Prison because of my obsession. This is so unfair to me!"

"I'm in the Demon Prison, and you can't save me at all. You don't even have the ability to protect me. Why should I be loyal to you and the Pangu clan?

The Half-Step Ghost King is different. He has unparalleled power and is only half a step away from being promoted to the Ghost King. This is the strong man. Following him, I will become stronger sooner or later, so you can’t even hope for me to change my mind!"

The more Pan Xiangting talked, the more crazy he became. His father was dumbfounded. It was hard to believe that this was what a Pangu tribesman could say.

Moreover, he is so unbearable in his son's heart!

"Did you hear me clearly? Your son has no affection for you at all. Give it up and stop imagining that he will change his mind!"

Lin Tianyou came over at this time and said to the extremely disappointed swordsmith.

"I am sad and disappointed for such a son. I really look down on you!"

Ignoring the swordsmith's stunned expression, Lin Tianyou looked at the bald man facing the court.

"You think I'm no match for the Half-Step Ghost King, right?

Well, I will let you see today that the Half-Step Ghost King is also a scumbag in front of me!"

Lin Tianyou smiled disdainfully, suddenly raised one hand high, then drew a circle with his palm and patted it into the void in front of him.

"Half-Step Ghost King, get out of here!"

boom!

The palm prints were violent, creating twisted ripples in the void, and all the thick fog in the sky dispersed.

The mountain wind howled endlessly.

After this palm passed, high in the sky on the top of the mountain, a dark shadow grew from small to large, slowly walking out of a boundary space.

"Owner?"

Pan Xiangting was extremely surprised, but when the sword master saw it, he felt despair in his heart.

This is the momentum of the Half-Step Ghost King, but as soon as he appeared, it gave him extremely heavy pressure.

With such momentum, even if he regains his peak strength, he is still no match.

Half a step later, the Ghost King appeared. He first glanced at the ghost figure and then at Pan Xiangting, with a cold expression.

Immediately, he looked at Lin Tianyou again.

His eyes were indifferent and filled with murderous intent.

But Lin Tianyou stood there, seemingly unaffected at all.

"Unexpectedly, I can see such an interesting ghost clan like you in the Holy Land, and you can also find me hiding in the dark. This strength should be close to the peak of the ghost master."

The ghostly aura lingered, and the appearance of the half-step ghost king finally appeared.

That was a very young man.

The slender figure fell from mid-air, and the top of the mountain seemed to shake a few times because of his appearance.

"Master, you finally showed up. That boy killed all our ghost soldiers. Please kill him!"

The ghost shadow immediately rushed over and knelt down to the half-step ghost king.

Pan Xiangting hesitated for a moment and then ran over.

"Master, my father is here, and he is willing to be your sacrifice!"

Pan Xiangting's body was full of the smell of blood, and his flattering look made people feel sick.

"I thought you were a useful talent, but in the end, you even lost one of your arms. It seems that not everyone who comes out of the Demon Prison is good. You have no value to me now!"

After the half-step Ghost King said these heartless words, Pan Xiangting's expression suddenly froze, full of disbelief.

He had betrayed the Pangu clan and was even willing to sacrifice his own daughter just to please the Half-Step Ghost King. However, he did not expect that the Half-Step Ghost King would say such indifferent words to him.

The Half-Step Ghost King no longer looked at Pan Xiangting, but stared at Lin Tianyou with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Aren't you a ghost from the upper underworld?"

The ghost clan in the upper underworld have more pure ghost energy, but the ghost energy in Lin Tianyou is obviously a notch lower!

"Can you tell that I am not a high-ranking underworld ghost?"

Lin Tianyou looked strange and asked.

"Yes, the ghost energy in the upper underworld is the purest.

Just like the aura of the lower world can never be compared to the upper world."

The half-step ghost king nodded and answered.

When he said this, he was full of superior pride.

"Well, the half-step ghost king in the upper underworld is amazing, isn't it? Then why doesn't a ghost come out of the upper underworld?"

Lin Tianyou's voice was joking and full of contempt.

"What did you say?"

The half-step ghost king frowned, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He had already judged from the ghostly aura on Lin Tianyou that Lin Tianyou was a ghost from the lower realm of the underworld.

This world is inherently lower than their upper realm, the underworld.

Now, this lower-level ghost tribe dared to mock their upper-level ghost tribe, how could he endure it?

"I said that you upper-level ghost clan occupies such a good upper-level underworld, but you are just a bunch of rubbish. If I were in the upper-level underworld, I would have dominated all realms long ago, and even the master of heaven would bow before me!"

What Lin Tianyou said was not polite at all.

"Send me your name!"

The half-step ghost king's expression became colder and colder, and the ghost energy surged, covering the entire mountain top.

"Dragon King!"

Lin Tianyou proudly announced his name.

"Dragon King? I think you are looking for death!"

The half-step ghost king pointed at Lin Tianyou, "You have been extremely lucky to have emerged from the lower realm of the underworld, but you should not be rude in front of me. Haven't you heard that the power of the ghost king should not be offended?"

Pan Xiangting was stunned.

His name is Dragon King?

Isn't he the god of medicine?

Why is it called Dragon King?

Holy Snow Mountain said that there are three people they have to deal with, all of whom are incredibly powerful, and one of them is the Dragon King!

He inquired from an old man that the Holy Snow Mountain let sinners like them out because those three were gods.
Chapter completed!