As soon as Jin Yu recovered some primordial qi, he formed a ring in his palm and retaliated by throwing it at the evil spirit, even if it didn't have much effect.
This evil spirit, though it had devoured a lot of blood, had only barely reached Tier Three and couldn't withstand Chu Ming's relentless bombardment.
Not long after, the evil spirit's aura became weak, leaving only a thumb-sized, obscure and cold mass.
"Master, let me!"
Seeing this, Jin Yu volunteered and hurled a primordial qi ring down, causing the mass to dissipate into smoke and vanish.
Along with its disappearance, the black mist that was engulfing the miners and guards outside also dissipated.
"It's gone?"
A guard slumped to the ground, pale-faced, staring blankly at the sky.
The miners who survived by chance were even more terrified, their bodies still trembling uncontrollably, sweat like soybeans dripping from their foreheads.
...
Inside the cave.
