Yu Huo's clone looked at the disarrayed army with rage.
The formidable, unstoppable, and tremendous army was actually thrown into a mess by a wave of gales and a drizzle like a frozen piece of tofu. Seeing this, Yu Huo's clone even twisted his face.
Master Spirit-slaughter stood aside with a faint smile on his face, as if he was glad to see all of this happen. Snorting slightly, he said, "Like I said, physical bodies are burdens, but spirits exist eternally. My friend, perhaps you can consider letting your people give up their physical bodies. I'll perform the ceremony to turn you into my kind. What do you think?
