Ji An flew ahead, forming hand seals. Wherever he passed, purple fireclouds cascaded down from the heavens like waterfalls, reducing all things to ashes.
In his hands, Departing Fire Burns the Heavens could inflict tremendous damage upon Nascent Soul cultivators. What did mere demonic qi amount to?
Using a special method to activate the art, he expanded the spell's coverage as much as possible while expending less spiritual power.
The spell's might was too great. After incinerating everything, enormous amounts of energy would simply dissipate, which was far too wasteful and also affected the efficiency of purifying demonic qi.
Yet spells had their own laws. Even with his deliberate efforts, the maximum range of Departing Fire Burns the Heavens could only exceed Five Hundred Mu by a little.
The Vermillion Bird Profound Bright Art was unleashed, adding a Golden Sun to the sky. Firebirds danced within the blazing sun, singing cheerful songs as they did.
The bright, warm divine intent drove away the chill brought by demonic qi. Wherever Ji An went, it was as though heaven and earth had been remade.
True Monarch Wuyue led the spiritual treasures behind him. Whenever they discovered an underground cavern, mountain cave, or the like, they descended to search and eliminate the Demonic Beasts within.
He did not dare put on airs before this group of spiritual treasures. In terms of strength, he might not be a match for any one of them—not even a spiritual treasure like the Green Lotus Treasure Color Banner, which was not adept at attacking.
He knew perfectly well just how powerful his lord was. The spiritual treasures nourished by his lord day and night were also far stronger than the treasures of other cultivators.
After half an hour had passed, White Tiger grew somewhat impatient and sent