n to refining a nascent soul into a corpse. 。Okay, now that Master is gone, there's not much point in staying in this Lingwu Mountain Range. Still, it was left to me by Master, and with all this haze...The puppet bird simply floated behind him, its wings spread. 。When the wings beat, ripples like water waves appear in the air, rippling outward layer by layer. 。Behind him, phantom birds of wood appeared one after another, swooping towards the opened womb of the Yin Demon Sword and directly facing the halberd wielded by the blue-armored old demon. 。... A wooden bird phantom dissipated with a hum. The momentum of the Fang Tian Hua Ji halberd faltered, albeit briefly. However, a wave of overlapping bird phantoms followed relentlessly. 。Although Fang Tianhua's spear attacks were fierce, they became increasingly trapped within these illusory bird shadows. 。It's like stepping into quicksand, unable to extricate oneself. 。inister auras emerged, hailing from the Ghost Clan. 。Besides, Lu Xia Tian also saw several groups of wounded. 。Some wore frowns of discontent, while others bore the relief of having survived. 。With mo...