He had already seen through the necromancer's tricks, and of course, he would not readily perish together with his enemy—after all, to a being like him, life was more precious than anything else. But he had been driven into a corner by Xiao Qiang and was forced to resort to such a tactic.
Yet, for life's sake, he dared not burn all the resentful spirits bound to him, fearing that the fire was only a part of him, and his true life force had not been affected in the slightest!
As his words fell, those nine ancient characters shone even more brightly. Amid the endless light, one could hear an almost inaudible chanting of mantras, a sound that closely resembled the holy hymns accompanying the appearance of angels, yet their true essence was completely different.
