Hummm~
A crane's cry and a dragon's roar rang out. Jiang Sheng became a streak of light and shot straight toward the Tomb Guardian Beast, ignoring Binmou entirely.
In an instant, man and beast were locked in fierce combat in the Netherworld. The Tomb Guardian Beast's towering body was a colossus in every sense. Every movement could shake heaven and earth, and it had the power to swallow the sun and moon.
Jiang Sheng darted through the vast expanse with his seven-foot frame. He was clearly using the Entangling Formula against the Tomb Guardian Beast. If he could not beat it, holding it in place would do.
Xiangyu Immortal Monarch seized the chance to command the ghostly deities to resume the ritual. With the time Jiang Sheng had bought him, he drew down the Netherworld's fortune to awaken sentience in the Ghost-God Diagram.
By all rights, this was Binmou's opportunity.
Whether Binmou took the chance to leave or struck Jiang Sheng when his guard was down, he stood to gain much.
But Binmou hesitated.
He recalled the Mystic Lord of Self-So Freedom and Myriad Wonders' instructions, the Seven-Marvel Ink Lotus the Mystic Lord had entrusted to him, the demon hearts and demon seeds of Burial Joy and the other seven demons, and the Mystic Lord himself—that Great Heavenly Demon Master.
That was someone who had turned human desire and nature to their utmost use.
Even if he lured you into a death trap, you would probably still feel grateful to him, unable to summon a shred of resentment.
Just look at Pituo, the former upper-rank Heavenly Demon Master.
He truly had run himself ragged for His Majesty the Mystic Lord, loyal to the core.
Had Pituo developed thoughts he should never have had, or had His Majesty the Mystic Lord