"So much dark energy has gathered. This is getting hard to handle!"
Jo Luo sensed the dark energy surrounding him growing stronger and stronger. The Tiger Talisman hanging around his neck was nearing its limit.
In the end, the Twelve Talismans were merely part of Shendu's power. They weren't some kind of conceptual ability.
The Horse Talisman could dispel external forces, but it couldn't remove the Shadow Mask. Otherwise, there would've been no need for a mask-removing solution in the original story.
And the Tiger Talisman's power of balance couldn't withstand such an enormous amount of dark energy, either.
As so much dark energy gathered around him, Qiao Luo felt as though countless eyes were fixed on him.
"I've got a bad feeling about this..."
"My cultivation has grown tremendously, and I've also raised the limits of the Heaven Communicating Talisman Art."
Jo Luo keenly sensed that the will of this world had begun to turn against him.
Now that he had become the greatest demon, it was only natural for the side of righteousness to develop a way to deal with him.
"An immortal god? Or Uncle the great sorcerer?"
Jo Luo didn't know what would happen, but he had no intention of courting death by testing the will of the heavens.
He took a bottle of solution from his ninja pouch and poured it over his hand. Without another word, Jo Luo removed the Tara Mask from his face.
In an instant, the vast dark energy lost its target and vanished into the air.
The unseen sense of danger also faded away.
"Phew. Much better."
Jo Luo clenched his fist, feeling most of his strength drain away. A hint of reluctance showed in his eyes.
The power he'd felt while wearing the Tara Mask had been utterly intoxicating.