"Incense Fire Projection?"
Zhao Quanzhen looked up at the golden-armored giant in the sky, whose eyebrows held a vertical eye that shone in all directions, vividly revealing a Demon Battlefield. His nasal breath tightened slightly.
He had cultivated in the Enlightenment Blessed Land for over twenty years, stepping into the Second Layer of the Tao Fruit, ranking among the top three with the "True" character class in the mountains. His teacher was the Human Clan's Martial Treasure. He had descended from the mountain with swords, slain Demons, witnessed the savage disposition of the Demons that caused devastation everywhere, and had seen in the mountains' Demon-locking Well, even if sealed, the massively fierce Martial Vault Demon whose Divine Skills were almost inconceivable.
