"Eeeek!!!"
Seeing the black net rushing towards him, the Ghost King let out a piercing scream. In an instant, a ghostly weapon, the Hit Dog Whip, appeared in his hand and, with a flick of his wrist, he lashed out with the whip.
The entire process was like a bolt of lightning, taking less than two seconds, demonstrating the exceptional reaction speed of the Ghost King, which even startled the assailant, Han Siying.
"Whoosh!"
As a ghostly weapon comparable to a divine artifact, the power of the Hit Dog Whip was far beyond what the black net could withstand. The whip shadow flashed and cracked against the black net, tearing it into two pieces, marking the official failure of Han Siying's sneak attack.
"Not good, a sneak attack!"
The sharp cry of the Ghost King alarmed Su Ran in the tower, his heart pounding as he instinctively turned his head to see that Han Siying had somehow infiltrated the territory and was attacking the Ghost King.
"Strange, how did she get in?"
