Sensing the Purple Cauldron trembling with excitement in his divine sense sea, Ye Han's eyes lit up with delight, and he pointed a finger...
Ring after ring of mysterious, profound silver radiance runes erupted from the Ghost Skull Mirror before him!
In an instant!
Whoosh!
A swath of mysterious, profound silver radiance runes swept over the skeletal arm clutching the Small Pagoda that served as the Ghost Dao Immortal's heart. The arm immediately trembled, transformed into gray light runes, and vanished!
The moment the Immortal Soul Altar locked onto his divine soul, the Ghost Dao Immortal had no time to react. That damned brat had actually snatched away his most important treasure.
The Ghost Dao Immortal immediately roared in fury, "Damn you! You're courting death!!"
As he spoke, the Ghost Dao Immortal's pitch-black robe swirled incessantly, releasing boundless, terrifying black bloodlight runes. Horrific ghost qi began swelling around him, and countless ghostly shadows, demons, and specters whirled out from his body, forming a boundless, terrifying storm. It forcibly broke through the restraint of the Immortal Soul Altar's divine soul chains and was about to burst free.
But!
Seeing this, Ye Han sent his spell power surging wildly. The energy fed back from the Purple Cauldron instantly restored all his spell power. His fingers rapidly formed seals, and he shouted, "Not a chance!"
Ye Han's spell power surged madly into the Immortal Soul Altar!
With a howling rush, boundless, terrifying divine soul power and power of the stars erupted from the Immortal Soul Altar...
The four ferocious statues wielding a saber, spear, staff, and club swung their weapons wildly, unleashing countless divine soul attacks blazing with golden light.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Like boundless sword intent, the golden divine soul attacks blanketed the sky, striking the swirling black-hole vortex of demons