"What are you chanting?"
Elder Si Lü looked toward the High Priest beside him, who was humming, and asked with a frown.
"Cough." The High Priest coughed awkwardly and said, "I was building momentum for our god's return."
"If you're just watching, keep it down." Elder Si Lü rolled her eyes at him.
"S-Sorry." The High Priest lowered his head and apologized sheepishly.
Though he was the priest with the greatest authority beneath the gods in the Demon Race, practically the leader of the far-western Demon Race, his status naturally could not remain so lofty after coming to Shushan. Shushan people never indulged the Demon Race, especially Shushan women.
The noise from the atmosphere crew died down here, while Tun Tun's momentum only grew fiercer over there. Her eyes seemed half-closed and half-open, golden light blazing all over her body as divine majesty poured forth. It frightened Evil Ksitigarbha so badly that he did not dare approach, instead retreating far away.
But it was already a little too late.
Tun Tun leaped, flashing with a whoosh to the top of Evil Ksitigarbha's shoulder. Golden light gathered at one point, transforming into a tangible vortex of spiritual power, and Evil Ksitigarbha's shell cracked in response.
Boom—
As a crack spread with a rumbling crash, surging spiritual power began leaking out and pouring toward Tun Tun's spiritual vortex. Only now did she truly employ the genuine origin Great Dao fused by the Demon God.
Devouring!
"Ah..." Evil Ksitigarbha felt as though a savage leech had landed on his shoulder and begun madly sucking his essence and blood. He hurriedly swung a hand down to swat it.
Bang!
The palm strike shattered huge portions of his own shoulder. But when he turned his gaze, a spiritual vortex had appeared on his other shoulder.