The moment this demon was released from the Spirit Ghost Bag, a fierce gleam flared in both its eyes, and it lunged viciously at Lin Xuan.
"Evil beast, you truly don't know life from death!"
Facing a Spirit Division-level Corpse Demon, Lin Xuan showed not the slightest fear. He raised his right hand, and a spell seal shot from his fingertips.
Ripples immediately spread across that layer of golden barrier. Hundreds of Sanskrit characters surged out from it, and at the same time Buddhist chanting swelled loudly, enveloping the Silver-Winged Corpse King in an instant.
"Screech..."
A shriek entered his ears. The instant the Corpse King touched those Sanskrit characters, it was as if it had been scalded by flames, and fear appeared on its face.
"Bind!"
Lin Xuan shouted, his hands dancing like butterflies weaving through flowers as he struck out several spell seals in succession.
"Amitabha!"
As a Buddha's name rang in his ears, those Sanskrit characters blazed with golden light and actually transformed into slender chains, which in the blink of an eye bound the Silver-Winged Corpse King hand and foot.
"Not bad, not bad. This Esoteric Demon-Subduing Formation of the Buddhist Sect is indeed extraordinary."
A satisfied look appeared on Lin Xuan's face. Of course, the reason he had been able to subdue the Corpse King so easily was, first, because Buddhist Sect divine abilities did indeed have the effect of restraining Underworld ghosts.
However, the most important reason was still that, back in Tianfeng City, several Demon-Transformed elders had detonated the Black Tortoise Seven Heroes Formation. In order to shield Old Devil Gu, the Corpse King had already suffered serious injuries, and of its earth-shaking strength, it could only bring out one or two tenths.
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