The golden light gradually dissipated, and everyone in the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, from top to bottom, stared at the clear sky above, all somewhat stupefied.
Then, the eyes of many began to gradually redden.
But at that moment, a streak of black light flashed by, and then a Demon Ghost, whose body had been blasted to tatters, fell out in a wretched heap.
Its appearance caused an uproar in the Golden Cauldron Pavilion.
"It's actually not dead?" many people exclaimed in disbelief.
At the same time, the Demon Ghost spat out mouthfuls of spit in a furious rage and cursed bitterly: "Pah, damn it, lucky for me I dodged quickly, or else I really would have been killed by that crazy woman! Too bad, what can you do if you explode your own soul? It still doesn't change the fate of this Sect's annihilation!"
Upon saying this, the Demon Ghost cackled malevolently.
But the laughter abruptly ceased.
