Divine Grace as vast as the sea, Divine Might as inescapable as a prison!
Although the White Corpse Ghost King was not a Divine Spirit, it was still a terrifying Demon of the Divine Level. Any mortal who looked directly at its true form would be struck with Intimidation, unable to move.
Without reaching the Spirit Saint Level of cultivation, it was impossible to even attack a Divine Spirit Level being. The moment they laid eyes on such a terrifying existence, they would be paralyzed by Fear, unable to move.
The unremarkable expert, Daga, lowered his head and frantically fled back the way he came.
Although experts of the Spirit Venerable Realm Level couldn't fight a terrifying Divine Spirit Level being like the White Corpse Ghost King, they at least had the ability to escape.
From miles away, the White Corpse Ghost King's crimson pupils glanced at Daga.
"No! Save me!"
Daga let out a bloodcurdling scream as his body twisted and trembled violently.
