"Ha... haha..."
Yu Ziqing watched the approaching Seven Yin King and the other Great Demons, and couldn't help but laugh.
The Seven Yin King extended a hand, the arm reaching across the sky to grab the extremely weakened Yu Ziqing.
"Earth Devil Venerate, you're still alive, aren't you? Among us, you're the least likely to die, yet you've been reduced to becoming something swallowed by filthy things. You're quite the waste; to save you, the Heavenly Devil King and King Jiunian were almost beaten to death. I also risked being targeted to save you. Remember, you owe me now."
The Seven Yin King's hand held Yu Ziqing, positioning him in front of his face to negotiate terms.
The light in Yu Ziqing's eyes slowly faded, and the rusty sword in his arms vibrated uncontrollably.
In an instant, the rusty sword unsheathed itself and transformed into the Hungry Ghost Sword, falling into Yu Ziqing's hand.