Su Fan sat cross-legged, raised a hand, and summoned Yaksha before him. Then he pointed outside the base.
"The Netherworld Creature army has already been wiped out, hasn't it? Go collect all the Demonic Beasts inside and outside the city. Remember, we're only taking those Ninth-Order Great Demons forcibly reduced in rank. At the very least, they have to be eighth-order. Leave the low-level cannon fodder alone. We're not scavenging for junk..."
Yaksha had been waiting for his master to say this. Upon hearing it, he immediately bowed deeply to Su Fan, his eyes flashing with excitement. Then he eagerly dashed toward the city gates.
At that moment, Ghost Crow transformed into a palm-sized bird and flapped its wings onto Su Fan's shoulder, chirping nonstop, its voice filled with aggrieved misery.
That fellow had suffered severe injuries while blocking a "Bone Shattering Demon" for its master. The gap in strength had simply been too great, and now it had come to complain to its master.
Su Fan chuckled softly, reached out, and gently stroked its head. He murmured words of comfort, patiently soothing it for quite some time before finally calming it down.
Ghost Crow gradually quieted and curled up on Su Fan's shoulder.
Su Fan turned his head and looked to the side, only to see a faint ripple spreading through the air.
"You weren't bad either. You helped me quite a lot..."
After hearing Su Fan's words, Xuxu instantly revealed its true form from within the air. It was a massive phantom more than thirty meters tall, bouncing up and down where it stood in unrestrained excitement.
That fellow truly had nerves of steel. Even when the battle had been at its fiercest, Su Fan had never seen it show the slightest fear.
Thinking of this, Su Fan