“Let us go back! Even if we have to die, we need to subdue this guy!” the Ghost King cried fiercely. She was furious that she had been schemed against by the Lord of Black Mist. Even though she was in terrible condition, and could die at any time, she still couldn't let that demon roam free.

Lord of Black Mist’s expression changed. He subconsciously backed up, because he really was worried that she would try to take him down with her. This Demon-Suppressing Talisman had already been destroyed, but even though it could no longer subdue all of the monsters in the great tomb, dealing with him alone wasn’t too big of an issue at all. He didn’t want all of his hard work to end up only benefiting others.

Suddenly, a burst of cracks audibly filled the air. The last bit that was holding the Demon-Suppressing Talisman together could no longer hold on and fractured completely. The surrounding constellations also darkened.

The Lord of Black Mist finally felt at ease. He said with a laugh, “Haha, this talisman is now finished! After another ten breaths of time, this entire great formation will also be destroyed. All of us will be free once more.” Without the Demon-Suppressing Talisman, why would he still worry about those two,...