The Inferno Beast and the Soul-Refining Art

Mo Tiange stared at the Shuttle of Flying Apsara in her hand. It had a thick middle and two sharp ends. Aside from being slightly bigger, it looked similar to a shuttle used to weave cloth in the secular world. She didn't know where it was made, but it had golden sparkles and wasn't affected by the cold or heat.

Rustling noises suddenly came from the forest. A first-rank spiritual beast had unknowingly appeared before her.

Mo Tiange smiled. This little tool had indeed come to her just in time. She raised her hand, transforming the Shuttle of Flying Apsara into a beam of golden light that soared to the sky.

The little spiritual beast, which looked just like a squirrel, raised its head and looked at the golden light with its brilliant, black eyes. It was shocked to see that the golden light had suddenly changed into several hundred tiny golden needles that formed a ring and completely trapped it in the center.