No matter how thick the peach blossom miasma grew, under the impact of the soaring corpse qi from the flying yaksha and the surging demonic qi unleashed by Daoist Jiupao, it too had begun to turn chaotic.0

Had someone been standing above the valley at that moment, they would have seen that deep within the pink-hued peach blossom miasma, strands of black qi had started to surge forth, becoming more and more distinct.0

Though Daoist Jiupao's strength fell short of a true Golden Core cultivator, he remained exceedingly formidable. The speed and physical might of the flying yaksha no longer held any advantage before him.0

Previously, the flying yaksha had relied on its elusive abilities to keep the Black Jiao struggling to cope. However, such tactics were useless against Daoist Jiupao. Moreover, Qin Sang's goal was not merely to defeat Daoist Jiupao. He had no choice but to command the flying yaksha to clash...0