As the fourth Demon Puppet Fierce Soul was brutally refined and devoured by the banner, the originally ink-black Ten Thousand Souls Banner began to faintly glow with a dark crimson light.
Countless ghastly faces roared on its surface, emitting a Yin Evil Qi so condensed it felt tangible, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet to a freezing point.
"The fifth one..."
Chu Fan rushed relentlessly to the Chaotic Burial Mound where the fifth Demon Puppet had been, only to find the place completely empty, leaving behind nothing but a giant, deep pit.
Evidently, the Ghost Bone Elder had sensed the danger. At the cost of damaging his own Divine Soul, he had remotely awakened the Demon Puppet and commanded it to burrow into the earth to escape.
But it hardly mattered.
This little excursion had been incredibly profitable.
