Ghost Child, the Great Benefactor

Zhang Tie frowned slightly, seemingly troubled by some uncertainty. Yet he did not hesitate for long and decisively formed a hand seal. In an instant, his figure flashed like lightning, turning into an afterimage as he shot back upward.

The moment he returned to the upper level, Zhang Tie keenly sensed an unusual presence approaching.

Without hesitation, he summoned the Dragon Trapping Cauldron. It spun rapidly through the air before hovering steadily at the entrance, ready to catch the newcomer off guard.

As the stone door slowly rose, Ghost Child drifted into the main hall like a phantom. A satisfied expression still hung on his face, as though he had just experienced something immensely pleasurable and was savoring the lingering delight.

Yet Ghost Child had no idea that danger had already descended in silence. The instant he stepped into the hall, the Dragon Trapping Cauldron suddenly activated. Like a vicious beast opening its bloodstained maw, it mercilessly swallowed Ghost Child whole.

Ghost Child did not even have a chance to react before the Dragon Trapping Cauldron slammed him to the ground. Zhang Tie flicked his fingers and tapped out a hand seal. The cauldron slowly rose, then landed steadily before him.

Immediately afterward, Zhang Tie unhesitatingly sent his divine sense into the Dragon Trapping Cauldron. Like a powerful torrent, it surged directly toward Ghost Child, who had been sealed inside. His purpose was clear: he intended to perform a soul search on Ghost Child.

After roughly the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Zhang Tie's soul search had yet to be completed. Yet unexpectedly, Ghost Child had already died completely. A generation of Demon Lords had perished in such a stifled and miserable fashion.

"What domineering chains!" Zhang Tie exclaimed. Looking at the Dragon Trapping Cauldron in