again resonated with Buddhist light. A chorus of serene and peaceful Buddhist chants filled the air—the very mantras Lu Xiaotian had recited when he refined the Zhen Yao Pagoda. The solemn and harmon...The puppet bird simply floated behind him, its wings spread. 。When the wings beat, ripples like water waves appear in the air, rippling outward layer by layer. 。Behind him, phantom birds of wood appeared one after another, swooping towards the opened womb of the Yin Demon Sword and directly facing the halberd wielded by the blue-armored old demon. 。... A wooden bird phantom dissipated with a hum. The momentum of the Fang Tian Hua Ji halberd faltered, albeit briefly. However, a wave of overlapping bird phantoms followed relentlessly. 。Although Fang Tianhua's spear attacks were fierce, they became increasingly trapped within these illusory bird shadows. 。It's like stepping into quicksand, unable to extricate oneself. 。ot a mere weapon, but an expanse of ancient and savage wilderness. It was desolate, unrestrained, and majestic.Wujue monks are the incarnations of soul crystals refined by eminent Buddhist masters thr...