'Kekekekekeke-'
As the monk from the fanyin family chanted, his laughter rang out from within the black mist once again.
The black mist grew larger and larger, and the demonic soul's figure gradually solidified, turning into a human figure about three meters tall in the air.
Those who were not strong enough in the heavens beyond heaven and the Empire could only feel the laughter shaking their souls. Many of them immediately sat cross-legged and guarded their minds.
"With a noble spirit in my heart, evil can not prevail over good!"
At this moment, Mr. Xuanmiao shouted loudly.
As soon as his voice fell, the power of the scholarly faction spread out, and everyone felt as if they could hear the sound of someone reading a book. In an instant, the influence of the demonic soul's laughter was reduced by 60 - 70%.
