Cloud Prison

A dark shadow drifted out from among the Corpse Yin, then threw back its head and let out a piercing howl. The shriek sent chills rippling down Xu Yi's spine.

Before the howl had even faded, a talisman floated over and struck the shadow squarely. It was none other than the Ghost Devouring Talisman that had earlier been stuck to Zhou Shirong.

The wailing ghostly shadow let out a roar that seemed to shatter heaven and earth, then vanished in an instant.

Xu Yi had never imagined that even after the old ghost subdued the Corpse Yin and greatly increased his strength, he would still meet such an end.

Zhou Daogan's sword intent, especially, was practically unstoppable. The Corpse Yin had been incredibly tough—Xu Yi had tested it himself, and it was no less resilient than Geng Iron.

Yet Zhou Daogan had still shattered it with a single sword strike.

With the old ghost dead, Xu Yi had lost his last line of defense, and his heart sank to the bottom.

But just then, Zhou Daogan suddenly doubled over. His face was deathly pale as he propped himself up with the iron sword in his hand and panted heavily.

As it turned out, with the situation so dire, he had had no choice but to use once more the forbidden move he had used to attack Xu Yi. Though it had succeeded in one strike and killed the ghost in the next, he had already nearly exhausted his vital energy during his struggle with Xu Yi. He would never have used such a fierce attack against the old ghost if his life hadn't been at stake.

After using the move, his mind went completely blank. His body had not suffered much physical damage, but the exhaustion deep in his soul