Boom! After a fierce exchange of spells, the middle-aged woman had fallen. The only one left, the burly man, suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist and fled at astonishing speed.
Lu Xiaotian stood still. With a sweep of his left hand, a streak of Buddhist light shot from each of the seven Demon-Suppressing Towers. Buddhist seals flickered within the light, forming a silver-gray halo that encircled the blood mist and forcibly dragged it back.
The seven relics spun above the blood mist, enveloping it. After a moment, the sounds of struggle within gradually faded. The blood mist dispersed and vanished without a trace.
Lu Xiaotian drew back his hand. The relics returned to the Demon-Suppressing Towers, and the seven towers combined into one before flying back into his palm.
"The Demon-Suppressing Tower can be used as a magic treasure on its own, and the relics can be used in combat separately. Even the Ancestor Buddha Ancient Seal I cultivate can be used to fight enemies by itself—as a divine ability. Yet these three abilities can also be fused into one and used in rotation." Lu Xiaotian rubbed his chin. Ever since he had cultivated the Maha Buddha Dhāraṇī Sutra, the power of these abilities had clearly risen by several levels, while the expenditure of his magical power had barely increased.
The power of this magic treasure, when several divine abilities were fused, was astonishing—well beyond Lu Xiaotian's expectations. Now, even against powerhouses on the level of Manor Lords like Shu Tiance and Hua Mucheng, defeating them without using the Devouring Soul Art would not be too difficult.
"Too bad such a powerful magic treasure can only be used in secret." Lu Xiaotian shook his head and went over the battle again. Aside from the increase in power brought