"Seems you're not so stupid after all."
Zhang Yao's gaze swept across the surroundings, thoughts churning in his mind.
The newly born Golden Core level Yin Demons are like newborn infants, unworldly and lacking intelligence, even less than human children, resembling more a wild beast, in the easiest state to deal with.
Yet even so, a Golden Core level Yin Demon is extremely cunning, with concealment and ambush as instinctive actions, and the ability to corrupt the mind as an innate talent. A Golden Core Cultivator dealing with one alone could easily fall victim if not careful.
Should it accidentally escape and roam the mortal world, it would immediately become a catastrophic disaster.
"Rumble..."
The turbid yellow qi flowed continuously, the roaring sound deafening, yet there was an eerie sense of silence around.
Zhang Yao remained calm and composed, holding the Lamp of Truth in his hand, channeling Magical Power into it continuously, displaying great patience.
