The Great Bright Fire, its light and heat are endless.
This Daoist magic was unleashed by Xu Yinglian, illuminating the entire Dark World.
Not only were the surrounding shadow tides suppressed to the outskirts of the market, but also those shadows were forced into corners where there was nowhere left to retreat.
An Zhisu made another sword technique gesture, stabbing several more times into the shadows.
The Flying Smoke Sword burned with fierce flames, and every time it pierced a shadow, the opponent would let out a painful roar that sounded inhuman.
However, An Zhisu looked closely and saw that the wounds were not causing fatal damage to them, realizing these monsters were similar to the earlier mud guards, inheriting the unique immortality of the Heavenly Demon. Thus, she lost interest in them, idly stabbing away.
Xu Yinglian's gaze swept over the many shadows, quickly locking onto the most staring shadow leader at the very back, and she said in a deep voice:
