"Collect!"
The Ghost King let out another low shout.
A brilliant blue light blazed from the Dragon Subduing Tripod.
Under its glow, the Kui Ox's enormous body began to shrink, until it was forcibly sucked into the giant tripod.
The whole process took no more than the blink of an eye.
By the time the righteous cultivators recovered from their shock, the ancient beast had already been captured by the Ghost King.
"Hahahaha!"
Looking at the Dragon Subduing Tripod, which had shrunk back to three zhang and floated before him, the Ghost King burst into another triumphant laugh.
"Many thanks to our righteous friends for their help. I'll gladly accept this generous gift!"
His voice was full of mockery.
The righteous cultivators' faces turned livid, their cheeks burning with shame and anger.
They had exhausted themselves and suffered heavy casualties, only to prepare the feast for someone else.
This was a terrible humiliation!
"Demon Sect fiends! Don't get carried away!"
Daoist Daoxuan roared and moved to attack.
But the Ghost King had been prepared.
"Retreat, all forces!"
The Ghost King gave the order to the Demon Sect members behind him.
The Demon Sect disciples, already poised to move, immediately turned into streaks of light and withdrew in orderly fashion toward the rear mountain.
Their retreat was swift and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.
Meanwhile, the Ghost King, Poison God, and Yu Yangzi personally held the rear.
The three Demon Sect powerhouses joined forces. Their formidable demonic energy surged skyward, forming an indestructible barrier that stopped the righteous cultivators from pursuing them.
By the time the righteous cultivators finally broke through the barrier, the Demon Sect's main force had already vanished into the boundless night.
All that remained was a battlefield ravaged beyond recognition, and a group of righteous disciples staring