Great Shang Treasure
"Proficient in Buddhist techniques?" Jun Changxiao thought for a moment. "My sect seems to have a Buddhist Cultivator. What was his name again...?"
There were too many disciples, and that one had barely appeared. He truly could not remember the name.
"Dunan," the system reminded him.
"Right, right, right!"
Jun Changxiao remembered, but he rested his chin on his hand and said, "I still have to go to the Starry Sky Fortress. I can't return to the sect either."
After thinking it over, he ultimately chose to give up on the second method.
If Dunan, whose Spirit Stones had already been deducted, found out about this, he would definitely cry himself unconscious in the restroom.
"Erya!"
Jun Changxiao called out loudly, "I'll support you with my Sacred Flame Physique. Let's purify this Evil Spirit together!"
"Okay!"
Erya took out all sorts of tools again.
Thus, the master and servant appearing in the frame—one holding the Soul Suppressing Whip, the other releasing dazzling flames—walked toward the Dark Demon King with swaying shoulders and Eight Trigrams steps.
Who the hell was the villain here?
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Aaaahhh------------"
The screams echoed through the first level of the prison, terrifying the Starry Sky Three Hegemons and Dai Lü into breaking out in cold sweat as they sat in their cells.
Jun Changxiao, who possessed the Sacred Flame Physique, truly could purify the Evil Spirit.
However, his cultivation realm was too low, and his physique was not among the finest in the Mortal World Universe, so the results were far from ideal.
After a day of torment, Erya gave a preliminary estimate. "Master, if the two of us join forces, it will probably take five or six hundred years."
"Still that long?!" Jun Changxiao collapsed.
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