The Dragon-Suppressing Key.
Though it had already dimmed, though its surface was covered in cracks, it was still the supreme treasure the ancient dragon clan had used to suppress evil!
The Undead Monarch's avatar's pupils suddenly contracted!
It sprang to its feet, gray-black death mist churning madly as it let out a terrified shriek. "No—!"
Lu Chen gave it no time to react.
With every last bit of true essence in his body, he hurled the Dragon-Suppressing Key viciously toward the sealing formation beneath the platform!
"Buzzz—!"
The instant the Dragon-Suppressing Key left his hand, it erupted with dazzling blue-gold radiance!
The light was like a blazing sun, illuminating the entire gray-white battlefield!
Under its glow, every undead war soul shrieked as it turned into wisps of green smoke!
The Dragon-Suppressing Key landed with unerring precision in the center of the sealing formation, which had been on the verge of dying out completely!
"Rumble—!"
The formation thundered to life!
Golden runes flared one after another, weaving into a gigantic net of light that tightly enveloped the entire platform!
With every inch the net contracted, the Undead Monarch's avatar let out a miserable howl, its body shrinking by another fraction!
"No! I have waited eight hundred years! Eight hundred years! I was just about to break free—!"
Its voice grew weaker and weaker, its form smaller and smaller. At last, when the net of light contracted to its limit, it completely transformed into a wisp of gray-white smoke and was drawn beneath the earth by the sealing formation!
The bone throne collapsed with a crash, turning into countless shattered bones that scattered across the ground.
The projections across the battlefield vanished without a trace in an instant.
Only the thick gray-white mist continued to churn slowly.
Lu Chen dropped to one