By command!0

The black-robed youth cast another spell. Chi Zhiyan’s longsword suddenly transformed into a colorful lizard that twisted and bit at his wrist. Chi Zhiyan no longer had the strength to dispel the spell, he simply reached for his waist, hoping to switch weapons altogether.0

Squeak, squeak!0

The fat golden-furred rat squeaked again, and only then did Chi Zhiyan remember that the pouch could no longer be used. A wave of despair rose in his heart, To think I would fall here!1

He didn’t know what had happened in the south, but the swarm of devil cultivators from the sky had sealed off Mount Bianyan. Demonic light shimmered in every direction.0

To be fair, Mount Bianyan’s defenses were not weak. There were over ten peak masters, all of significant strength. Only four devil cultivators among the enemy were...0