In the Centipede's Nest.
Clad in a Dharma Robe with a Magic Sword in his right hand, Zhang Fucheng's brow was tightly furrowed, his usual placid expression gone. He stood at the center of a protective ring of Armored Guards, holding an Array Disc in his left hand. On its surface, blue-green Spiritual Light flowed from revolving Talismans, releasing waves of ripples that shielded them from the various illusions and mental attacks caused by the high-spirituality radiation in the area.
—Even Resentful Spirits possessed a mental attack like 'Spirit Sound,' so it was only natural that Monsters and Evil Demons far more advanced than them would have one as well. This ability, known as 'Suppression' or 'Spiritual Pressure,' could completely destroy an ordinary person's mind before a battle even began.
Seasoned Warriors could certainly resist this Spiritual Pressure, but it was far too wasteful to expend such skilled fighters in combat against Demon Fiends.
