The Ghost Demon True Master was in a wretched state, furious and breathless, cursing through clenched teeth, but dared not pause, fleeing madly.
For several decades, it wasn't the first time he had been cornered by the Heaven-shaking Old Demon.
He knew the other party was out to humiliate and severely injure him!
He didn't know how long he'd been fleeing, but the Ghost Demon True Master's terrifying face turned pale, gasping for breath, suddenly he sensed a strange aura.
"Hmm?"
His expression was suspicious, and he immediately gestured with both hands, his whole being resembling a Netherworld Blood Shadow, darted along the aura.
Moments later, the Ghost Demon True Master saw a dark pool ahead, swirling with evil Qi.
"Is this the Eyes of Nether Killing!?"
Upon seeing the pool, his expression turned to joy.
He hadn't expected he'd be so lucky, encountering an Eyes of Nether Killing here.