On Lion Mountain, as the mirror images filling the sky shattered, the heavens, once dazzling with spiritual light, finally cleared.
Ye Jingcheng stood nearby, panting slightly. To ensure they could kill Thousand Mirrors True Lord this time, the Magnetism Mountain Spirit had nearly exhausted its Primordial Magnetic Divine Light. Naturally, this had also placed an immense strain on Ye Jingcheng's body.
After all, he still could not fully control the power of its true body. His control over both the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light and its force field remained somewhat lacking.
After taking a pill, Ye Jingcheng inspected the surroundings once more. Only after confirming that Thousand Mirrors True Lord had left no clones and that he had overlooked nothing did he carefully gather the storage bag and mirror treasure. He sealed them in special spirit-isolating jade boxes before putting them into the Grotto-Heaven.
The man had, after all, been one of the ten great Devil Lords of Penglai Mountain's sect. Penglai True Lord might well have some means of tracking him, and Ye Jingcheng also feared that Thousand Mirrors True Lord might have other clones. The double barrier of spirit-isolating Spirit Talismans and the Grotto-Heaven was a safer precaution.
He also put away the Magnetism Mountain Spirit, tossing the ruined spiritual armor treasure into the Heaven Within the Conch where it resided.
The Magnetism Mountain Spirit had also cultivated the Spirit Canon, so defensive treasures were quite useful to it as well.
Moreover, compared with the Grotto-Heaven Stone Spirit, the Magnetism Mountain Spirit could devour higher-grade treasures. It was simply a pity to lose a fifth-stage treasure.
Still, the Magnetism Mountain Spirit had proved even more useful in this battle than he had imagined, and he now had a rough understanding of his own strength.
Even without spirit beasts,