Li Yanchu raised his golden mace and struck down the false City God on the spot. “Enough with the nonsense!”0

The chilling qi that had filled the City God Temple was completely dispelled, returning the place to normal.0

Then, Li Yanchu’s primordial spirit swiftly returned to his Daoist temple. When his spirit reentered his body, he opened his eyes. Even after the battle, he was still full of vigor and energy.0

This had been his first true primordial spirit battle. He hadn’t expected that, with just the aid of the Spirit Officer Summoning Talisman, he’d be able to completely dominate the fight.0

The talisman in his possession had dimmed by a third, mirroring what had happened with the Five-Lightning Talisman previously. His total merit points had now reached 3,810.2

Reflecting on the events of the night, Li Yanchu frowned slightly. He had originally assumed the culprit would be some eccentric practitioner skilled in...0