Wang Daoxuan's spell is indeed terrifying.
The crisis of death drove Zhu Suanpan to desperately summon the "Netherworld Stage."
This object is notorious, once used by the Ghost Theater Troupe to dominate the pugilistic world. Now, with mysterious forces aiding its reconstruction, many more have been forged.
Each troupe has one to suppress Qi Fortune.
With its help, Zhu Suanpan immediately escaped danger.
Wang Daoxuan was about to recite a spell when a solidified force of resentment suddenly rose from the Netherworld Stage, forcibly severing the secret spell connection between him and Zhu Suanpan.
"Hmm~"
The magic's backlash made Wang Daoxuan groan, his face turning slightly pale.
He hastily withdrew the magic spell, and the straw man in his hand burst into flames.
Even so, frost started forming at his fingertips and rapidly spread to his arms.
"Such powerful resentment, be careful!"
The Daoist's vision darkened, struggling through pain to warn Lv San.
