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Ye Chen was left panting after the attack. This time, his dantian was almost devoid of true qi, as the Burning Sky Palm had consumed too much true qi.

He took out another bottle of pills and gulped the contents down. Then, he looked at Zhao Yunsheng coldly and barked, "Where are Jiang Rong and Ye Tianzheng?"

Zhao Yunsheng glanced at the corpses around him, but still said coldly, "I advise you to stop. Once that person arrives, this travesty will come to an end. The authority of the Ghost Prison cannot be defied."

Ye Chen snorted and said to Ping Canghai, who was in the Samsara Graveyard, "Master, give me a demonic talisman."

"Disciple, although the demonic talisman can make you stronger for a short period of time, your body will suffer a great deal of pain after that…" 

"Just give it to me."

There was only determination in Ye Chen's eyes.