"This is a soul-summoning banner!"

"It looks like a war priest's magic weapon!"

The Plague Demon Lord and the Doomsday Wraith were extremely frustrated, never expecting that humans would use demonic artifacts against them.

In fact, the summoning banners were not very effective against beings like them, but the Plague Demon Lord's countless cockroaches, rats, mosquitoes, flies, and so on were inherently numerous and impossible to defend against.

However, its only weakness is that its soul is too weak and cannot withstand the swaying of the soul-summoning banner.

Zaun was also glad that he hadn't destroyed the weapon. He originally thought it was too evil, but after much hesitation, he didn't destroy it and instead repaired it.

It seems that weapons, magical artifacts, and cultivation techniques are neither inherently evil nor anything else; the key is the person using them and what they are used for.

The Plague Demon Lord felt a pang of heartache, but he still sneered, "You think you can deal with my plague seeds with just a Soul-Summoning Banner? Those were merely products of a rule's manifestation. Once their souls return, I can create them endlessly."

If the doomsday vengeful spirits hold him back for a while, they will eventually find an opening to spread the plague seeds.

After saying that, it opened its mouth wide and inhaled, trying to draw back the souls of the scattered plague seeds in the void.

However, after inhaling for a while, he didn't experience any reaction.

"I'll inhale!"

"Shall I take another one?"

"???"

After taking three deep breaths, the Plague Demon Lord found nothing but the northwest wind. He was bewildered. What was going on?

“Soul return? That seems to be exactly what I’m good at.” Zaun raised his hand, and there seemed to be a transparent sphere in his hand, inside which countless phantoms of plague seeds crashed around and howled.

As the Emperor of the Underworld, he governs all living beings after they die. It might be fine if some places are far away, but if they die right in front of him, how can he let these souls escape?

The Plague Lord's pupils constricted. He sensed that the plague seeds had completely lost contact with him, and that all that power was in the other party's hands.

He scoffed, "Playing tricks!"

Then, he said to the doomsday vengeful spirit on the other side, "Let's stop holding back and unleash our ultimate techniques together, let this guy know how powerful we are!"

As he spoke, his body surged with demonic energy, his aura becoming several times stronger than before.

"It seems the Demon Lord has some methods I'm unaware of." The Doomsday Wraith laughed heartily, his spirits also invigorated, and his entire being radiant with light.

The two secretly communicated, discussing their attack plan: "Let's attack together!"

After shouting, the Doomsday Wraith moved like lightning and turned to run away.

That guy on the other side is terrifying. He effortlessly neutralized the Plague Demon Lord's tricks. No wonder so many demons fell to him before; they certainly didn't die unjustly.

He was well aware of his own abilities; they lay in manipulating and instigating people's hearts. He could only maximize his power by stirring up trouble from the shadows. Direct confrontation was not his forte.

If we stay here and fight to the death, we will most likely die in battle.

How could I, a vengeful spirit of the apocalypse, die on the front lines?

Isn't that the greatest insult to me!

We'll have to trouble the Plague Demon Lord to help delay that evil star. His exaggerated aura just now suggests he has quite a few trump cards up his sleeve.

The only thing he could do was to manipulate the palace guards to help him, which was the least he could do for him.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced back, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Instead of attacking as agreed, the Plague Demon Lord turned and ran. He was faster than me and reached the horizon in the blink of an eye. Clearly, his rising momentum was just a bluff, and he was trying to trick me into helping him hold off the powerful enemy.

Doomsday vengeful spirit: "I &%@#*!"

The only saving grace was that the guy wasn't stupid; he didn't run in the same direction as him. The palace guards were attacking Zu'an like a tidal wave, so he would probably only be able to catch up with one more person.

Since things have come to this point, let's see who has better luck!

Both demons prayed in their hearts that the demon would go after the other.

Wait a minute, who is the real demon here?!

At this moment, a group of palace guards around Zu'an attacked him, including the emperor's guards and the empress's guards.

Even the Imperial Guards and Embroidered-Robe Envoys attacked him.

Everyone's eyes were glowing red, except for a very few who were still able to keep their eyes clear.

This is clearly the power of the apocalyptic vengeful spirit; only those who reach a certain level of power can avoid being controlled by it.

This ability is disgusting, sending countless innocent people to their deaths. If you retaliate, you will harm a large number of people. If you don't retaliate, being attacked by a massive number of guards is also a very troublesome thing.

Zuan flew directly into the sky, temporarily avoiding the controlled guards, and then looked at the two demons flying in different directions.

He didn't choose to pursue any of them, but instead opened his arms, closed his eyes, as if communicating with something.

Almost instantly, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky before the Plague Demon Lord and the Doomsday Wraith, followed by countless bolts of lightning appearing out of thin air.

The two demons' expressions changed drastically. Lightning has the effect of slaying evil, making it the natural enemy of demons.

They quickly changed direction to the side, trying to avoid the lightning.

But the lightning instantly transformed into a sea of ​​thunder, making it impossible to avoid.

Almost instantly, they were completely enveloped and swallowed by the sea of ​​lightning.

The two demons used all their life skills and various life-saving treasures to barely break out of the sea of ​​lightning, but their figures were both smaller and even flickered in and out of focus, clearly indicating that they had just been seriously injured.

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