The Five Elements Source Pattern was like five long, narrow eyes of five colors, gathered together like petals.
Within each eye were ancient, deep markings, both beautiful and eerie. They even blinked from time to time, as if they had gained a life of their own.
The Five Elements Fierce Ghost had no idea what was happening. Its pupils widened, filled with inexplicable terror.
"What's going on? What happened to me?"
"Where am I?"
"Who am I?"
"My forehead—what's on it?"
"I..."
Before the Five Elements Fierce Ghost could finish, a sudden change erupted.
The strange eye-like "Source Patterns" abruptly widened. Within them, like "pupils," the markings became sharp and dazzling.
Thin, dense Array Patterns, line after line, strand after strand, crawled out from the Source Patterns like five-colored ants. From the Five Elements Fierce Ghost's forehead, they crept downward bit by bit, from its shoulders to its limbs, even to its heart meridians, gradually covering the fierce ghost's entire body.
The Five Elements Fierce Ghost's whole body was "crawled" over with Array Patterns.
From inside to outside, densely packed everywhere, there were only Array Patterns.
Its consciousness was also completely devoured by the "Source Patterns," and it became a true "Five Elements Puppet."
The Five Elements Fierce Ghost had turned into a puppet.
Its eyes were pitch-black and hollow, yet the five eyes on its forehead grew brighter and brighter. At last, they trembled, and their markings, like pupils, all "looked" toward Mo Hua.
Mo Hua's expression changed sharply.
With a tap of his foot, he immediately pulled back and left.
At the same time, the place where he had just been standing was already covered in crawling Array Patterns.
Mo Hua frowned.
This "Source Pattern" was like a kind of plague, and these Array Patterns spreading outward were