After the illusory Ghost Face emerged like mist, Han Zhuo stopped screaming and began to convulse violently, as though he had been electrocuted.
Beside him, Wuluo looked much the same.
Countless lights and shadows flickered in their eyes. Beneath the illusory Ghost Face, their features took on a hazy cast.
Behind Chen Cuo, the mist parted to reveal Hongyuan. Her expression was complicated.
Chen Cuo said nothing more. With a wave of his hand, pitch-black chains flew out and bound the dazed Han Zhuo and Wuluo, sealing them where they stood. Then he stepped into the area shrouded by the Black Banner.
The black mist hid everything within it, but Chen Cuo knew a fierce battle was raging inside.
The lord of the Youqiong Clan had suffered blow after crushing blow, yet he still clung to a single breath and fought the Mind Monkey and the other two beasts!
"Awooo!"
With a deafening crash, the Mind Monkey roared, then its entire body burst apart.
Yi withdrew his finger, his face growing a shade paler. His gaze sharpened as he saw the shattered monkey take shape again in the blink of an eye.
Beside him, the White Horse charged in!
At once, the thoughts in Yi's mind scattered, and the finger he had meant to thrust out faltered for an instant. But Golden Light flared in his eyes, and he struck.
The White Horse collapsed as well, only to form anew a moment later.
"So he really has developed his own Dao Thought and gained the foundation to turn the false into the real. What a pity he ran into that Chen boy."
The Black Banner's voice rang out from within the mist.
"What is 'Dao Thought'?"
Chen Cuo's voice followed.
At that, the Black Banner immediately drove the black mist