C311 Blood King Palm

"You beast, how dare you treat me like this?"

"Even as a ghost, I won't let you off. Just you wait!"

"My profound techniques, my laws of the mystic arts, how despicable!"

Dongfang Po wailed in agony, his body withering, long hair turning dull and lifeless, a shadow of his former charismatic self. As his life force rapidly ebbed to the brink, a talisman within him began to glow. Suddenly