Fortunately, the other party didn't know how to use it, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Humans, don't waste your time! Only a demon god with hellfire can sever my connection with the mask!"

The Yellow Springs Emperor scoffed. Of course, there was a deeper meaning behind this: to make the other party back down.

After all, it would be extremely humiliating for a dignified Sequence Demon God to have his divine artifact stolen by a lowly human.

"What? Hellfire? You should have said so earlier, bro!" Chu Feng was slightly taken aback.

"Hmm?" The Yellow Springs Emperor's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous feeling rose in his heart.

The next second, the mask of divinity was enveloped in raging hellfire.

"Ah? Hellfire? No! It's not pure hellfire!" The Yellow Springs Emperor sensed the aura of the flames through the divine mask.

However, even such intense flames left it speechless.

As the flames burned, the red light on the divine mask gradually faded, and after a few minutes, it returned to complete stillness.

"It's done!" Chu Feng was overjoyed. He picked up the mask and stroked it, revealing a pleased smile.

However, just to be on the safe side, he tried it again.

"The Yellow Springs Emperor!"

In an instant, the mask emitted a red light once again.

At the same time, the other party's furious voice echoed in his mind.

"You filthy ant, you despicable human, you deserve to die! How dare you steal my divine artifact! I will slaughter your entire family, using the most painful methods...!"

It wasn't finished speaking.

The hellfire once again burned the mask, and the connection between the two sides was severed once more.

"Emperor of the Yellow Springs!" Chu Feng tried again.

"Ah! Damn human, I'll kill you! I must kill you...!"

Chu Feng didn't indulge it and continued to temper it with hellfire.

"The Yellow Springs Emperor!"

...

After trying dozens of times, Chu Feng came to a conclusion.

As long as he doesn't call out the other person's name, a connection with the Yellow Springs Emperor will not be established.

To give a simple example.

The divine mask in his hand is equivalent to a mobile phone, while the title of the Yellow Springs Emperor is equivalent to a phone number.

As long as the phone call doesn't go through, the God Mask will remain in his possession.

"Now it's mine!" Chu Feng picked up the mask in his hand and put it on his handsome face.