Instead of disappearing, there appeared a red-bearded old man with his upper body bare.
This was none other than the Black Tortoise Taoist Lord.
His face was no longer covered by the Bronze Ghost Face.
The ghost face floated beside him, emitting a continuous clattering sound.
"Those who wear the Polluted Evil World Ghost Mask may become Ghostly Gods, wield Great Divine Power, and be granted ten thousand years of life,"
"Yet who would have thought, the Divine Power of the Polluted Evil World would be so restrained by your flame, youngster."
"Humph... But if you think mere restraint is enough to deal with me, then you are sorely mistaken."
"I, the Black Tortoise Taoist Lord, am but a step away from becoming a Heavenly Immortal!"
"Even without the support of Innate Treasures, I can exterminate you as easily as crushing an ant!"
The Black Tortoise Taoist Lord muttered, and a Flying Sword appeared in his hand.
The very next moment,
