Fire toads were rare spiritual creatures. Even cultivators might not have seen one before, let alone recognize one at first glance. Xing Shuishui reacted quickly: “Years ago, my grandfather was nearly eaten by this kind of demon. The cultivator who saved him said it was a fire toad spirit. I never thought I’d encounter one…

Wuxiang Spirit Mountain lay a hundred miles west of the Endless Sea. Rain whipped through the mountain, leaving devastation in its wake. Only half of the pavilion’s curtains remained standing. A sword pierced through with a sharp sound. The man clutched the new hole in his chest, stumbling backward several steps. “I’ve told you many…