Ren Feifan did not hesitate and put on the mask directly.
As soon as the mask touched Ren Feifan's skin, it seemed to merge with his face, instantly transforming him into another appearance.
"Kid, do you see the palm print at the top of the stele? Place your hand on it, and I will use Demonic Qi to drive this mausoleum fully! Watch your feet!"
The cold voice of the Demon King echoed once again.
Ren Feifan nodded, following the Demon King's instruction, and placed his palm on the stele.
Strangely, his palm perfectly matched the imprint! He felt a force entering his palm, and then the stele shook violently, as the ground also stirred up rolling dust!
At this moment, the Demon King formed a seal with his fingers, and a shocking burst of Demonic Qi shot out from his palm, striking directly at the runes at the top of the stele!
The next second, the surface of the stele flashed a gloomy light, blinking faster and faster!
