Oh?
Wang Jixuan turned and stared at the wall pieced together from stone slabs, raising a hand to signal the mech laborers beside him not to move forward.
Fu Jian asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing." Wang Jixuan gazed at the wall. A trace of Spiritual Light appeared on the Sword Finger formed by his right hand, and he gently guided it forward.
Several Demon Suppressing Talismans flew from his pocket and circled his arm without pause.
The voice appeared again, sounding directly within his mind. It resembled spiritual-sense communication, yet differed from it—or perhaps it was some kind of telepathy?
Well, well. There really was a living thing or remnant spirit inside.
"Save me..."
Wang Jixuan responded by thrusting his Sword Finger forward. Three Demon Suppressing Talismans flew ahead on their own, blooming with faint golden light.
Buzz!
The Stone Slab Wall suddenly trembled. A white-jade radiance bloomed from within, seemingly guarding against the three talismans.
Director Chen stared in astonishment.
Fu Jian opened his mouth, where a deep-purple charging glow appeared.
"Interesting."
Wang Jixuan lightly tapped forward with his Sword Finger. One talisman pressed down, only to be blocked by the white-jade radiance as the spiritual energy in the air rapidly surged toward the stone slabs.
Then that spiritual energy abruptly changed direction.
There was no other reason for it. Wang Jixuan's hands rapidly formed seals as he chanted words none of Fu Jian's group could understand. The nearby spiritual energy was drawn in an instant and swirled around his hands.
"Heaven and Earth Dao Profound, let filth scatter and disperse. Purple Palace, profound mystery, recite my Grand Origin. Go!"
The three Demon Suppressing Talismans rustled, then burst forth with golden beams at the same time, striking the center of the Stone Slab Wall. The white-jade radiance was directly