Li Ziran had seen Demons on Sulfur Island. If there was one greatest change after their possession, it was their pupils.
Every Demon was a born wielder of Soul Element. They began learning the means of possession from the womb; it was their instinct. Yet only a very small number of Demons could perfectly conceal the changes to their pupils after possession.
To be honest, he rather liked dealing with Demons. At the very least, they were straightforward.
The two Snow Women showed not the slightest hostility. On the contrary, when they saw Li Ziran, they smiled and proactively stepped forward. "Mr. Li Ziran, we are Silver-wing Demons from the fortieth layer of the Abyss. Forgive our presumptuous interruption."
Presumptuous?
It certainly was presumptuous.
Though these two Snow Women were not particularly important, they were still his private property. Rashly possessing their souls was a grave act of disrespect. Even if the Demons left their bodies, the two Snow Women would find it difficult to return to their former state.
Li Ziran said nothing, but the Sealing Curse Organ between his brows had already been activated under the guidance of his mental power.
Though he could not sense elements, he had already explored a few tricks of this organ.
Centered on the two Demons, the cross of the Sealing Spell swiftly took shape. At its center stood monks after monks, gathered together as though they were about to erupt like a volcano.
A Sealing Spell and Redemption Spell combo.
The two Demons sensed that something was wrong, but it was already too late. They only felt a bizarre pulling force appear in midair, forcibly wrenching their souls out. Then flames erupted from the centers of their souls, instantly spreading through their entire bodies.
Amid redemption, the two Silver-wing Demons were