She hated nothing more than being compared to her sister, and even more so when people said she was inferior to her sister.

Zuan rolled her eyes at her, annoyed: "Getting old, are your ears not working well anymore?"

The Ghost King flew into a rage: "I will kill you!"

The Ghost King's rage points increased by 601...

As soon as she finished speaking, a visible sound wave rushed towards Zu'an. She knew that her opponent had a certain soul defense ability from their previous encounter, but this time she did not use the Demonic Sound Soul Absorption for a wide-range attack. Instead, she condensed it into a beam and aimed it directly at him. The power was many times greater than before.

As for Jing Teng, there's no need to worry. Under this demon-suppressing formation, it would be difficult to harm her.

Upon sensing the terrifying demonic sound, Zu An's expression changed.

Just as he was about to summon Baiming, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and the purple-gold alms bowl flew to the top of his head, radiating a soft golden light. He could vaguely see some Buddha phantoms protecting him, chanting profound scriptures in a low voice.

The terrifying demonic sound rushed towards him, but was immediately repelled by the Buddhist light.

The Ghost King gasped for breath and cursed angrily, "That damned monk actually lied to me and gave you all this treasure!"

Knowing that the demonic sound would no longer have any effect, she simply flashed forward and attacked Zuan directly.

Zuan was prepared and immediately drew his Tai'a sword. The two exchanged more than ten blows in an instant.

After the Ghost King appeared in human form, he became much easier to deal with, since his previous half-real and half-illusory body was really difficult to attack.

At this moment, Jing Teng seized an opportunity to stand between the two: "Little sister, stop fighting."

"Don't call me sister, it's disgusting." The Ghost King stopped. That kid from Zu'an was really slippery, and it would be difficult to subdue him in a short time.

“You were originally my sister,” Jing Teng said with a hint of apology. “If I hadn’t gone out to play back then, giving those evil spirits an opportunity, you wouldn’t have been corrupted by those evil auras.”

"What pollution? The Demon-Suppressing Formation is here, how could those demons pollute me?" the Ghost King said proudly. "It's just that I happen to share some of their views."

As if in response to her words, the entire space shook violently once more, and the sinister laughter, angry roars, and low hisses of countless demons echoed from afar.

Jing Teng's expression changed as he looked at the divine talisman.

Zuan noticed that the surrounding stars were falling continuously, and the remaining stars in the sky were flickering, as if they were about to go out at any moment.

Jing Teng hurriedly said to the Ghost King, "Sister, let's go back. Otherwise, without us, the Demon-Suppressing Talisman won't have enough power to maintain the seal. Once it completely collapses here, it will be too late!"

The Ghost King sneered, "What makes you think I'd agree to go back to the Divine Talisman with you? Aren't I enjoying my freedom and happiness every day? Why would I want to go back and suffer?"

Seeing that the other person still wanted to persuade her, she continued, "Since you are so compassionate, why don't you sacrifice yourself to save them? Why do you have to persuade me to die with you? Isn't that hypocrisy?"

Zuan's expression changed, and he gripped Jing Teng's arm tightly: "Will you die after you return to the Divine Talisman?"

Jing Teng did not answer directly, but instead said softly, "After the birth of the god, I have lived for so many years after leaving the Great Tomb. In fact, I have already gained a lot. Moreover, I met you. This life has been wonderful enough. I have no regrets in this life."

Hearing these words, Zu An's heart sank.