Zhang Yunyi truly deserves the title of a top Taoist disciple; the magic he cultivates inflicts considerable damage on heretical demons and souls alike.
"Golden Light Spell!"
He shouted again in a low voice, gathering golden light at his fingertips that collided with the demon like fireflies.
Instantly, several wounds appeared on the demon's body, refusing to heal for a long time.
Tu Susu's bone whip quickly extended and wrapped around the demon, continuously tightening as it absorbed a significant amount of demonic qi from the demon.
But ultimately, the demon was merely a spirit soul, making ordinary physical attacks futile—his body drifting apart like shadows, only to gather anew.
Not only did it evade the bone whip's entanglement, but even the places wounded by Zhang Yunyi earlier healed as if nothing had happened.
"Blood Arrow!"
