"Old ghost, even at a time like this, you're still trying to play the mystic!"
Heavenly Sha Devil Master let out a great shout, transformed into a streak of escaping light, and pounced toward the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil together with the Blood Puppet.
"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish."
A sinister gleam flashed across the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil's face. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner in his hand flashed with light, and at once the fierce ghosts and yin souls in the black fog all went berserk.
Heavenly Sha Devil Master showed no fear. He slapped the Storage Bag at his waist, and a string of prayer beads was offered up by him. At a rough glance, they looked somewhat like Buddhist beads, but a closer look made one's hair stand on end—each bead was actually a tiny skull, and those skulls were black.
Lin Xuan's heart chilled. He had not expected that the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil and Heavenly Sha Devil Master had not only learned their arts from the same school, but that both of them were ghost cultivators.
The Devil Master flicked his ten fingers, and streams of spell seals shot from his fingertips. After the skulls absorbed them, they rapidly grew larger, each one swelling madly from prayer-bead size to a height of thirty or forty feet, baring their teeth and grimacing as they met the evil ghosts head-on.
"Asura Skulls. Junior Brother, you truly keep surprising me. I didn't expect you to have so many treasures!"
The Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil let out a long laugh and lightly shook the demonic banner. Countless strands of black qi, like spider silk, shot out from within it, and after a dizzying crisscrossing, they transformed into several dozen small black spiderwebs.