Just as he was about to charge towards the blood sphere, a beast shadow lunged forward, colliding with it with a loud crash, causing both to rebound.
Everyone present was intently watching this sudden turn of events, and the ghost cultivators knew something was amiss, all muttering quietly in alarm.
At that moment, a figure flashed beneath the blood sphere, reaching out to grab it in his hand.
It was Wang Xiaoqiang.
And the one that had knocked back the Ghost King was Wang Xiaoqiang's patterned beast.
After being knocked back, the Ghost King barely stabilized himself, and upon seeing Wang Xiaoqiang seize the blood sphere, his eyes turned crimson with rage, glaring fiercely and shouting hatefully, "Kid, give me back my blood sphere!"
With a roar, he leaped again, recklessly charging towards Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang smirked playfully, waving his hand, causing the patterned beast to unleash a fierce roar and charge at the Ghost King once more.
