Lei Zhenhai's expression froze.
He immediately rebuked sharply, "Just you, a mere disciple?"
Jiang Fan responded calmly, "The younger generation has said, things imbued with yang energy can restrain evil spirits."
"I happen to have some means to suppress it, that's all."
The elders, who were filled with despair, couldn't help but regain their composure.
A dead corpse puppet made from the Demon Emperor's body, even a mere disciple could handle it.
There's no reason they, as elders, should be helpless, right?
Li Qingfeng stared at the little demon beast struggling on the ground.
He casually threw a Fire Talisman of the First or Second Layer of Foundation Establishment at it.
The low-tier Fire Talisman, which was originally unremarkable and not very powerful.
Once it started burning, immediately caused the little demon beast to scream in agony.
A large amount of deathly aura steamed out visibly from its body.
In a moment, it turned into white bones on the spot, motionless.