Back in the Xuantian Sect.
Li Mu scanned his surroundings.
"Changming!"
He called out to the world.
Fifteen minutes later, Chang Ming's figure appeared in front of Li Mu.
"You've grown again. Your primordial spirit's demonic nature is too strong. This is a Soul Nurturing Wood. Rest well for a few years." He took out a storage bag and handed it to Chang Ming. Then, he said, "There are still a few otherworldly demon clones in the Demon Smelt Tower. After the demonic nature is removed, find an opportunity to devour them!"
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
Taking the storage bag, Chang Ming's primordial spirit kowtowed.
"You… Sigh! Forget it, it's not easy to find a body anyway. No one in the world can accommodate your primordial spirit anymore."
Li Mu shook his head.
Chang Ming's body had long been destroyed.
With such a primordial spirit, the True Realm could no longer hold on.
