Nie Li stood at the center of the formation, both hands pressed against the dark golden crystal atop the stone pillar. Soul force poured through his palms into the crystal.
The points of light inside the crystal abruptly spun faster. The inscription lines across the stone pillar turned from dark gold to bright gold, and light spread down the pillar to the ground, following the fine lines of the formation in every direction until the center of the courtyard shone brilliantly.
He withdrew his hands and took two steps back, stopping at the edge of the formation.
Then he raised his right hand, palm up. A faint gleam of spiritual light flashed at the opening of his Space Ring.
The first Demon Spirit floated out of the ring. Fist-sized and dark blue-green all over, it was a bronze-grade Ironhide Pig Demon Spirit, its surface shimmering faintly with spiritual power.
The Demon Spirit hovered above his palm, rotating slowly. Then came the second, the third, the tenth, the hundredth. Demon Spirits poured out of the Space Ring in batches, forming ring after ring around him.
Over a thousand kilograms of Demon Spirits hovered around Nie Li, varying in size and color, with grades ranging from silver to gold.
The spiritual sheen on the Demon Spirits scattered tiny reflections beneath the formation's radiance, like a vortex made of dark gemstones.
Nie Li stood at the center of the vortex, brought his hands together, and formed a complex hand seal.
His soul force surged from his dantian, gathered at his fingertips through his meridians, then burst outward.
A phantom Tiger-Fanged Panda emerged behind him.
The phantom's black and white coloring was sharply defined, and it was more than twice the size of an ordinary panda. It had thick limbs, broad shoulders and a