"Brother Wan Shui, Treasure Coin!" Shen Luo's lips quivered slightly as his voice transmission entered the mind of Wanshui Zhenren.
Wanshui Zhenren's body shuddered, and he immediately formed a hand seal and pointed out.
A slender yellow light shot out from his body, traversed dozens of meters in a flash, and collided with the Nine Nether Demon Ring's main body with a "ding" sound, crisp and clear.
The yellow light trembled and dissipated, revealing an ancient, yellowish-bronze coin with wings on both sides.
The black light on the Demon Ring also melted away completely, its ring shadows all dissipated, and the Nine Nether Demon Ring, like a stubborn stone, fell down, swiftly swept away by Shen Luo who was prepared with a flick of his sleeve.