But Drunkard Ghost, whose injuries had recovered somewhat, gave the masked man no chance to catch his breath and continued spewing Netherfire.
In the blink of an eye, the eerie Netherfire surrounded the masked man.
The searing heat made the masked man unbearably uncomfortable.
Even his range of movement had been restricted.
Killing Lin Luo was even further out of reach.
Seeing this, the Ghost-Faced Monkey King, who had been counting on the masked man to kill Lin Luo, also looked grim.
Lin Luo had severely injured it this time.
This had driven the narrow-minded Ghost-Faced Monkey King's hatred for Lin Luo to a point where it could no longer be quelled.
It wished it could watch Lin Luo die a violent death on the spot.
Noticing the Ghost-Faced Monkey King's resentful gaze, Lin Luo immediately used Ghost Shadow Trace and flashed before it.
After detonating its physical body, the Ghost-Faced Monkey King was barely clinging to existence with its remnant soul.
Its frail soul form looked as though it might be extinguished the very next second.
"It's time to end this."
Lin Luo spoke to the Ghost-Faced Monkey King with a smile.
That seemingly harmless smile made the Ghost-Faced Monkey King tremble in fear.
If even its soul were scattered, it would be finished for good.
Such a heavy price was absolutely more than the Ghost-Faced Monkey King could bear.
"Human, don't go too far..."
The Ghost-Faced Monkey King barked with a show of bluster that hid its fear, but Lin Luo interrupted before it could finish.
"Enough nonsense. I'll send you on your way."
Lin Luo's attitude was utterly uncompromising.
This time, however, the Ghost-Faced Monkey King also realized that Lin Luo would not let the matter rest, and it desperately mustered its Ghost Power to flee.
But