lt;Mister Venerableg

With a wave of his robe, the old man summoned countless auspicious clouds that surged upward. With just a press, he extinguished the raging demonic flames below.,Having said that, the middle-aged Taoist priest pinched his fingers to cast a divination spell. His right hand burst forth with countless complex finger techniques, causing a dizzying array of shadows to appear before finally opening wide like it was bearing something, and then lifting upwards.,He endured the pain, knowing he couldn't eat yet. After examining the original owner's incomplete spirit within his sea of consciousness, Qian Chen frowned secretly. Aside from common sense, all other memories were damaged.。