The black shadow lifted its head and looked at the Ghost Commander.
One glance—just one glance—and he already felt fear, as if it stemmed from an innate suppression, like an emperor gazing at a beggar. Yet he refused to believe it. He was the high and mighty Ghost Commander, but what about this suddenly emerged black shadow? Its cultivation level was identical to Xiao Qiang's. He refused to believe that such an individual could threaten him, or even instill in him the fear of death.
Thus, he drove his destructive ghost claw downward with even greater force.
At that moment, the black Xiao Qiang suddenly grinned wickedly, then shot skyward! He leapt straight into the air and threw a punch directly toward the mountainous claw.
In the Ghost Commander's eyes, this was pure foolishness—there was no more idiotic way to respond. Yet why, why did his heart suddenly feel unease? The next instant, the black Xiao Qiang transformed into a streaking shadow.
