The True and False True Lord Ghost Firmament, a Bitter End (Please Vote with Monthly Tickets)

Within the Profound Cold World, vast quantities of profound ice shattered and melted, flowing along the enormous ravines carved by blades and swords into mighty, rolling rivers. Countless clouds of scalding steam drifted through the sky.

Even now, countless ghost faces and bone dragons continued to surge through the air toward True Lord Xuan Puppet and Jiang Daorong.

These ghost faces and bone dragons were tireless, ferocious, and endless.

They continually melted away beneath the Great Sun Golden Light Mirror spirit treasure and True Lord Xuan Puppet's lightning-and-fire spirit puppet, only to return again and again.

The enormous spirit tree that True Lord Xuan Puppet had transformed into still stood in the air.

Countless wooden branches stretched outward, seeking to destroy the surrounding ghost banners, but the three bone spears hovering in the air kept thwarting them.

True Lord Xuan Puppet and Jiang Daorong had fallen silent. While defending themselves, they also watched the Earth Dragon Demon Emperor. Seeing its growing urgency and furious roars, both furrowed their brows.

Only True Lord Yin Yuan, some distance away, was cackling.

This was a flood dragon. Ordinary attacks could not breach its flesh, and even within this formation, the Earth Dragon Demon Emperor would be the last to fall.

There was only one possible reason for its frantic behavior: Ye Jingcheng was already in mortal peril within the secret treasure's space.

It was perfectly normal for a spirit beast to sense danger to its master.

But the more desperate it became, the more determined True Lord Yin Yuan was to deny it its wish.

He took out another three black ring magical treasures and hurled them at the Earth Dragon Demon Emperor.

These three black rings were also mid-fifth-stage magical treasures. Although True Lord Yin Yuan had reached the Nascent Soul late