Looking at the lantern in his hand, the captain mumbled to himself.
"Did the heir and the elders really not follow us? Otherwise, how could they have held back from eating the dark souls under the abyss just now?"
The captain sighed. Ignoring the struggle of the human-skinned lantern, his left hand quickly performed a series of hand seals and pressed down on the lantern face that was 80% similar to his face.
The lantern let out deep roars with its sinister face.
However, as soon as this roar rang out, the captain bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Immediately, the lantern was drenched in blood.
"Shut up. You're the face of my past life that I placed here back then. How dare you roar at me!"
When the captain's voice rang out, Xu Qing had already walked past the mountain range at a moderate pace and stepped on the altar.
