Chapter 592: Invincible Headless Man (1/2)

Chapter 592: Invincible Headless Man

An eternal existence with a true treasure was virtually unbeatable, yet one was being handled like a chicken by the headless man The eternal existence’s true treasure couldn’t harm his captor at all!

The stupefied crowd couldn’t believe their own eyes They watched this powerful ancestor face off against the headless man

One ancestor whispered: “Is this an Immortal Emperor?”

Only an Immortal Emperor had the power to make an eternal existence seem so helpless

However, this headless person didn’t look like an Immortal Emperor at all since he lacked the divine and ier part was that he didn’t have a head

“Run, we’re seeing a ghost!” A ghost ancestor shook his body to wake up from his daze His intuition told him that the worst was yet to come With that said, he turned around and fled

The hundreds of thousands of ghost experts were stunned Ghost? They are the ghosts and were known as such by others

Now, to say that the ghost race was host was a ridiculous joke However, no one dared to laugh at this moment

“Run!” The other ancestors also calmed down and shouted at their tribe members and disciples

Everyone turned around to flee

However, at this ti wind to appear Countless experts were sucked into his sleeve

The ancestors cried out: “No!” They used their strongest ulfing force, but it was all in vain

In a short period of ti the masters from the Ancestral City

The Ancestral City Lord wanted to run, but he couldn’t elude the headless man’s spread sleeve He roared and took out his best weapon in an attempt to seal the source of the vacuum, but it was in vain Ultiness

“No!” Screams continuously resounded as several hundreds of thousands of ghosts, including Heavenly Kings and ancestors, all suffered the same fate

This spectacular scene didn’t care for any of the struggles and unwilling screams of the victims as all of them became prisoners to the headless man’s sleeve

As for cultivators below the Ancient Saint realh the headless th to get up and escape with their legs feeble due to fear

In a short ahost cultivators were inhaled, including all the experts at Ancient Saint and above

At this point, the headless host cultivators were thrown into the lost island’s mist

“Ahhh!” Miserable screa throards the island