With a wave of his robe, the old man summoned countless auspicious clouds that surged upward. With just a press, he extinguished the raging demonic flames below.,That auspicious qi, which was originally peaceful and harmonious, now churned and roiled like a storm cloud, clearly revealing the old man's fury.,Miokong forced out a drop of essence blood, which transformed into a handful of five-colored silk crimson. On the brilliant silk crimson, various vicious curses were entwined.。