Zhou Xuan had never imagined that he just wanted to raise a wedding doll, yet somehow ended up raising a "Joy Demon."
This Joy Demon would drive whoever it glared at mad; it was truly somewhat terrifying. Even that Yun Ziliang who sat eight and looked nine could not withstand that soul-seizing gaze.
Fortunately Yun Ziliang was no common man. His astonishing Taoist cultivation and innate domineering aura, after he had gone mad several rounds, allowed him to barely slip free of some of the spiritual assault.
In that instant of "Heart Clarity and Qi Purity," he actually borrowed a wisp of Dragon Qi from between Heaven and Earth, then controlled the Dragon Qi, turning it into a Blade, and drew a cut across his own palm.
Using pain to break free from Spiritual Control had already become one of the most widespread methods in Jing Country.
"Puchi!"
As fresh blood spurted out, the tremendous pain that erupted made Yun Ziliang's mind all the clearer.
