The Buddhist light above the Demon-Suppressing Tower flickered, several times more powerful than the Ruyi Battle Armor. Although four Demon-Suppressing Towers had yet to be refined, judging from the situation before him, there should be no suspense about advancing them into spirit-through magic artifacts.
Wave after wave of killing intent surged in. The three Demon-Suppressing Towers in Lu Xiaotian's dantian rang out with Buddhist chants. One Buddhist swastika after another flew out from within the towers, suppressing the killing intent. Yet Lu Xiaotian had no idea how much killing intent had accumulated inside this body. Even the towers' Buddhist light began to weaken as it wrestled endlessly with the killing intent. As time passed, the overwhelming killing intent gained the upper hand once more, and the towers' spiritual radiance began to dim.
The killing intent continued its invasion. Just as it was about to touch the Demon-Suppressing Towers, a burst of azure flame rose up. It was Fanluo Spiritfire. The rising Fanluo Spiritfire once again propped open a space.
Lu Xiaotian quickly came to his senses. Without wasting any more time, he seized the opportunity to restore his Primordial Spirit and merge it completely with the Demon-Suppressing Towers, causing the towers to recover rapidly as well.
Again and again, Lu Xiaotian continued battling the killing intent within his body—a monotonous and dreary battle of a different kind.
Lu Xiaotian had no idea how long this process lasted. His Primordial Spirit grew stronger through this repeated tempering, while the killing intent within his body also began to diminish. Several days later, Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit left the protection of the Demon-Suppressing Towers and began fighting the killing intent within his body alone.
At this point, the Demon-Suppressing Towers and Fanluo Spiritfire had nearly reached their limits. Lu Xiaotian was also afraid