C291 The Withdrawal of the Infernal King

The soul's hand loosened its grip on the vortex, retracting it and returning to Black Robe.

"Come out!"

A low voice came from the black robe.

"Soul!" Here, come and get it! "

Lee Meng's words seemed to tempt Duril.

"Damn you, Undead! Lord Duril will take back what belongs to me from your hands! This day will not be long in coming!"

Duril flinched