Qin Feng slowly took back the [Seal of the King of Hell].
The purple-gold light disappeared, and the seal turned into a stream of light again, submerging into his soul sea.
On the ground, the Ghost King's huge body was still prostrate, not daring to make the slightest move.
The mark of the master-servant contract between the eyebrows exudes a faint light, always reminding it of its current identity.
The former overlord of Netherworld Valley was now as docile as a tiger whose teeth had been pulled out.
"Is there any clue to the reincarnation stone here?"
