Amon found the pressure holding him down was gone. He could stand again. He eyed the dark red portal before looking around for an escape path. The cloaked mob was incapacitated. They no longer posed a danger to him. Even so, he knew there was no escape.
Amon looked at Kui Mang's headless body. Even if he used the high-tier runic giant puppet, it was useless. The Dark God could kill a Spirit Stage cultivator with mere pressure from his aura. His giant puppet wouldn't be much of a help.
He truly had no choice but to play along this time.
The Dark God's voice sounded again. "You… I sense both divine and infernal energy from your body. How is that possible?"
Amon felt himself yanked toward the dark red portal.
"Hm… That black ring… How did it come into your possession?" The Dark God asked.
"You know about this black space ring?" Amon asked in return.
