Seven Star Island: Dragging the Snow Fox King into the Water

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The Ancient Demon brought both hands together before his chest, and a demonic arm as thick as a zhang suddenly appeared in midair, thrusting into the hurricane...

A rumbling roar entered their ears, and the Ancient Demon Jialuo had already pounced close. Countless hair-thin tentacles shot out from the top of his head.

Yue Xianfeng's face changed drastically. This was exactly how he had lost his physical body, so he naturally did not dare show the slightest carelessness. Yet now, he had already brought out every magical treasure he had, almost reaching the end of the road where the mountains were spent and the rivers exhausted.

Having no other choice, he could only grit his teeth and charge forward with everything he had...

The Ancient Demon's lips curled slightly upward, his face full of mockery, and he let out a violent shout: "Amitabha!"

From his bloody maw, a string of soundless waves erupted—the secret Buddhist art not passed to outsiders, the Lion's Roar.

Even Lin Xuan had suffered bitterly under this move.

If Yue Xianfeng still possessed a physical body, then with the abilities of a great cultivator, he might have been able to fear nothing. But now... he was a tiger fallen to the plains, bullied by dogs.

The Nascent Soul clutched its head with both hands, its tiny face twisting. With a "gulu," it actually tumbled down from the Spirit Bird's body. Those hair-thin tentacles came later yet arrived first, tightly binding his hands and feet.

At this point, Yue Xianfeng knew he had no luck left. His tiny face was filled with venomous resentment. "Demon Monster, treating me like this—one day, you'll suffer retribution."

"Retribution?" The Ancient Demon rolled his eyes. "Little fellow, did cultivating immortality turn you stupid? To