I was overjoyed—my master, Qiu Cunzhih, had actually appeared out of nowhere!
I wanted to go down and help, but Granny Meng grabbed me. "Don't go down. They're all old monsters. What are you, a little monster, doing meddling in this?"
My heart jolted. I never would have guessed that even my master was an old monster.
The savage blow against the Blood Cloud Coffin in the prison had torn open a gap. The Blood Cloud Coffin shot forward, aiming to deliver a fatal strike to Grandma, who had fallen to the ground!
Grandma suddenly laughed. She slapped two red talismans onto the ground. With a thunderous boom, two enormous hands burst up from below and seized the Blood Cloud Coffin!
My master arrived in an instant as well. His great hand clutched the Blood Cloud Coffin's head, and in the blink of an eye, its entire body, originally green, turned red!
I stood there dumbfounded. That move was far too powerful. Even after getting hold of the Blood Cloud Coffin, my master could reverse the ghostly energy inside it into yang energy!
If that move had been used on me, my blood would probably have surged straight into my brain, making my body explode on the spot!
But the Blood Cloud Coffin was still the Blood Cloud Coffin. Though it had suffered a heavy blow, it continued struggling fiercely, gathering yin energy in preparation for a counterattack!
However, the yin-yang formation on the ground had been reversed by me, leaving no yin energy at all. It could only rely on its own magical power to clash with my master!
My master threw his head back and laughed. With a sweep of his great hand, he yanked the Blood Cloud Coffin out of the two giant hands and tossed it