The armor of the ghost warriors shattered in the explosion, their bodies turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated in the air. However, more ghost warriors surged forward like a tidal wave, the green flames in their eyes burning even more fiercely as if they had been infuriated.
Xu Tiancai gripped the Divine Artifact tightly, his solemn gaze fixed on the relentlessly approaching ghost warriors. He could sense that these ghost warriors possessed even greater power than before, their chilling aura making the air biting cold. "Everyone hold your formation, don't let them scatter us!" Xu Tiancai shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the trembling Temple.
A'gang swung his Battle Axe, the golden Battle Qi shining like a scorching sun and forming a dazzling halo around him. He charged toward the ghost warriors in the vanguard, his axe cutting a fierce arc through the air and slashing heavily down upon a ghost warrior. This time, aiming for the joints of the ghost warrior's armor, his axe landed with a harsh screech of grinding metal, successfully carving a deep gouge into the armor. Black smoke poured from the gash, and the ghost warrior's movements visibly stuttered.
Chapter 218