Mao Jing's observation instantly brought Zhang Yuchen and Pan Ling to their senses.
It also gave us a much clearer picture of the situation.
Celestial Star Shift, heavenly might bearing down.
We didn't need to defeat him at all. We only needed to stall until he died.
Zhang Yuchen's melodramatic streak immediately surfaced:
"Ou Doudou, so he's just a paper tiger. Slaying a Great Fiend really sets my righteous blood boiling."
But Pan Ling immediately warned him:
"Don't get careless. His qi is still incredibly powerful, stronger than all of ours..."
Her words were like a bucket of cold water, keeping me from letting my guard down even slightly.
The black-mist Great Fiend stood opposite us.
Black mist still churned all over him, faster now, constantly revealing densely packed, blinking eyes.
It felt as though the humanoid shape beneath the mist was made entirely of eyes.
"You've seen through me. After taking that Heavenly Might Dao Fire, I am indeed very weak.
"I don't have much time left, either.
"But I'm still confident I can kill a few human insects!
"I'll say this one last time. I only want his true life.
"The rest of you can leave alive. Otherwise, you'll all become part of us here..."
As soon as he finished speaking, an aura of hatred surged toward us like a tide of black mist.
Wisps of spreading black qi stretched from his body like a spiderweb.
In the blink of an eye, they trapped all of us within a single area.
It looked like a cage, eerie in the extreme.
Only a doorway-like exit remained a short distance behind us.
Anyone who didn't oppose him could leave through it...
But Master merely snorted at the sight:
"Quit yapping. I've roamed the realms of yin and yang my whole