In the sky above Jia Lin's head, three devil heads howled into being. Their auras dreadful as they sent out rippling waves in the area, the devil heads flew out, their speed that of ghosts and gods as they impacted the ghost slave.
Peng
Sshhhwww
Wild shockwaves blasted outwards, the ghost slave flew backward but before Jia Lin could do anything else, six others were already upon him.
"Damn it, their so fast"
Jia Lin pointed outwards, the concept of time surged up into the air as all things began to move slowly. In the first stage of the concept of time, stagnation was called upon, but again before Jia Lin could even do anything, with brut strength and force, the ghost slaves broke through the hold with ease.
"A Martial King truly lives up to its name" Jia Lin turned and once again be
