I’m Still Alive

"That's…" The young master of the Ghost Lair narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked towards Mo Wen. His gaze hid a look of disbelief.

More than a thousand skeleton warriors were within the range of the ripples. In an instant, they fell to the ground like shredded wheat. They were unable to get up again, and the entire thing had taken just a few short breaths.

"Deified Soul Power! How did you do it?" The expression of the young master of the Ghost Lair was extremely grim. Just know, in that instant, he had actually sensed Deified Soul Power. Only immortal cultivators above the Primordial Soul Realm had such an ability. A power that even he did not possess had been used by a youth with average cultivation!