ang Wang forcefully suppressed the urge to draw his sword and hack these demonic spirits to pieces, taking slow steps towards the depths.Although it was Jiang Yan's suggestion, he still had to remain...ce, with its coppery hue, was a remarkably crafted automaton, indistinguishable from that of a real person.While Jiang Wang had already shifted his gaze to the Moho Rakshasa in the right hand of the l...