C202 Ice Giant

"Roar, roar, roar..."

Ghost King roared again and again, but the cursed bats continued to chase after him like flies.

No matter how heaven defying Ghost King's cultivation was, he was only equivalent to a True Monarch Level. The cursed bats were the pets of the God of Curse, and even immortals feared them. How could they not be afraid?

Ghost King ran away in a hurry. He kept screaming