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Logically speaking, Su Yushang, at the eleventh level of Returning Void, should easily capture a demon at the twelfth level of Returning Void with the blessing of a high-quality Dao Palace, supplemented by her mastery of spiritual spells.
But setting aside other factors.
Xuan Feng exhaled softly, "In my youth, I was also called a prodigy within my clan."
If not for the Heavenly Sword Sect deliberately extracting her vital blood for suppression, she should have ascended to the White Jade Capital long ago; even so, she was not comparable to the ordinary members of the Aquatic Race who had fully cultivated at Returning Void.
The woman's eyes suddenly turned red, and she fiercely pressed her palm onto Su Yushang's forehead.
The strong wind scattered the girl's hair, and the intense demonic power pressed back the spiritual light emerging from her forehead, inch by inch!
At that moment, the dark and gloomy talisman finally took effect.
