The old voice was full of pleas that were too heartrending to ignore. Blood-face hurriedly turned around, unwilling to give up, "Fox, why are you doing this? We haven't lost yet, we can still..."
The stammering Blood God did not voice his plan, because it was a plan they had thought of together when they first learned Tang Luo had entered the Minor Spiritual Realm.
The Demon King, aware of his old friend's thoughts, sighed and said, "Give it up old friend. Not to mention that I'm suppressed by the Spirit Binding Array and can't use my divine abilities. Even if I could use my charm to control this young man, a martial artist who has achieved unity of spirit and intent, and also has the Yin-Yang Grinding Disc in his hand, do you think you can wipe out his soul and successfully possess his body?."
"Old friend, we... have lost."
