The gigantic talisman kept spinning in mid-air, as if it had a life of its own. Golden characters broke away from the talisman and attacked the crowd tangled in mid-air indiscriminately.
Seeing the golden characters charging towards him, Su Yu's eyes immediately changed. He swiftly leaped and exclaimed, "Grand Ancestor, I am your disciple's grandson! Are you the Grand Ancestor of the Beast Taming Clan?!!"
However, his voice was still echoing in the air when the golden talisman already struck his forehead with a swish.
Su Yu's eyes glazed over, and his mind went blank at once...
The rest of the people in mid-air shared the same fate as Su Yu. Under the indiscriminate attack of the Reincarnation, they lost their spirits as if struck by wind, instantly ceasing all actions.
The wind rustled, and the night was cool as water. On Creation Peak, everyone fell to the ground one after another as if drunk.
Xia Mian stood up and glanced at Lu Zechuan, "Now, we can leave."
