"Om Zhen Guang Zi Ling Li Da She!" Lu Xiucai raised the Coin Sword and slashed hard to the left. Red thread wound around the coins, trailing afterimages as it whipped into the darkness where the sound had come from.
With the sound of cloth tearing, when Lu Xiucai pulled his Coin Sword out of the darkness, a bizarre translucent flesh ball with six long eyes dangled from its tail.
Just as the strange flesh ball was about to fly toward Lu Xiucai along with the Coin Sword, Lu Xiucai swiftly lowered his head, opened his ulcerated gums pierced with nails, and tore a large piece of skin from his own shoulder.
As the Great Thousand Record rapidly opened, that piece of skin shot out with a whoosh, wrapping the flesh ball completely and dragging it crashing back into the darkness.
Seeing the enemy's fierce approach and danger lurking on all sides, Lu Xiucai did not dare let his guard down. He immediately sheathed the Coin Sword across his back, swiftly pulled a Sawtooth Sword from his waist, and urgently recited the divine invocation spell while rapidly tapping his brow.
"I respectfully invite Heaven round and Earth square, invite the gods to descend upon the altar and support the Spirit Medium. Heaven urges, Earth urges; Tiger God flies soaring home upon clouds. My master flies in on horseback, arrives before the altar, and raises the Spirit Medium's body. Spirit Medium, your left eye becomes the sun, your right eye becomes the moon; sun and moon arise, shining all things clear. This disciple bows in earnest devotion."
Seeing Lu Xiucai make his move, the things in the darkness surged forth like black water, and the few remaining oil lamps in the hall were immediately blown into ceaseless swaying.
But just then,