Chapter 888 Doomsday

"I'm not a ghost."

The elder smiled. "You can call me a cultivator."

"Cultivator?"

The youth suddenly found that he could speak again.

"That's right. In this world, you haven't heard of martial artists?"

"Martial artists? People who are skilled at martial arts? I've witnessed battle among those martial artists."

Hearing that, the old man realized what was going on.

He said, "Martial artist means just a low level. But there are indeed some great ones. And mine is cultivation, like this, this, this..."

In an instant, the young man's body floated five meters above the ground and then fell. When the man pointed forward, a red energy ball appeared, changing into different shapes, which was weird.

The youth shook from the scare. "You, you, you, an immortal?"

"To you, I am."

The old man chuckled and casually cast a mark on him, saying, "I'll give yo