Li Xuanxuan's blade had just pierced the head of the deer demon, whose body rapidly withered away, and with it, the once dazzling antlers also lost their luster and turned dry and pale.
When the prayer was over and the sacrifice complete, Li Tongya, not wanting others to see the body of the deer demon, quickly waved his sleeve and gathered it into his storage bag.
Li Xuanfeng straightened up, and suddenly the images of two streams of Talisman Qi appeared in his mind. He paused for a brief moment, closed his eyes, and looked at them, his spiritual sense unhesitatingly diving into the one filled with fierce and malevolent energy.
The red glow in Li Xuanfeng's Shengyang Mansion flared up in an instant, his body staggering back two steps as if drunk, bent over with a flushed face. His cultivation level, having just broken through to the Second Layer of Qi Cultivation, surged unstoppably, and he quickly stepped down from the stone platform.
