The blood-red skull inside the giant talisman seemed ravenous. It lunged forward impatiently and drained the blood in the bottle in one gulp, yet its eerie eye sockets still held a look of insatiable hunger.
"That fellow's appetite just keeps growing." The Blood Monkey Ghost King smiled faintly and let the blood of the Zhou brothers, Zhou Shiqing and Zhou Shihu, feed the blood-red skull inside the giant talisman as well.
"Now that you're full, it's time to get to work." The Blood Monkey Ghost King sat cross-legged in midair, his hands shifting through a series of incantations. A moment later, the blood-red skull spat out a ball of crimson light, which merged with the Funeral Sun Profound Bone Chain twisting through the air like a spirit serpent.
The Dark Nightmare Ghost King occasionally sent streams of pure ghost power into the Funeral Sun Profound Bone Chain. One end of the chain came to a stop, while the other began boring into the black pool.
Hiss, hiss—the moment the Funeral Sun Profound Bone Chain entered the black pool and touched the Kui Spring Heaven-Eroding Water, clouds of black smoke rose from it. The ghost power on the chain was rapidly corroded.
"How powerful this Kui Spring Heaven-Eroding Water is!" The Dark Nightmare Ghost King's expression changed. "Brother Xun Hong, don't just stand there. Pour your magical power into the Profound Bone Chain."
"Right!" Ever since the Silver-Threaded Rat Demon had been killed, Xun Hong had remained taciturn. It wasn't that he had been particularly close to the Silver-Threaded Rat Demon; rather, he was wary of the ties between the two Ghost Kings, Dark Nightmare and Blood Monkey. If those two joined forces against him afterward, he'd be outnumbered. Xun Hong knew he wasn't capable of taking on both at once.