bly, sealing the blood-crying mosquito demon. 。The Blood Mosquito Demon whirled its magic to resist the Buddha's imprint, but it was still unable to stop the Buddha's imprint from falling. 。The huge..."A few ironwood thistles What use are they to stop us" Before Ziyue Zhenwu had awakened, Lian Yue's eagerness to prove himself had already caused Lu Xia Tian displeasure. At this moment, eager to make a show of strength, before anyone else could act, Lian Yue drew his sword and slashed at the ironwood thistles with several swift strikes.

Here we go...

The flying sword struck the ironwood thorns, producing a sound like metal clashing against stone. With one strike, it could only cleave through two or three of the ironwood thorns.

The faces of the crowd changed. While a few ironwood caltrops weren't very powerful, further away, shadows came crashing down in droves.

Please note: I translated "The first tempering of a demonic creature's primordial spirit in the early stage of integration, although there were minor errors in the middle, still maintained the original power output overall. 。T...