Seizing the Body

This turn of events was completely beyond everyone present.

If the Chongzhou demonic cultivators had known that Aiti Galuo possessed combat power nearly on the level of the Purple Mansion Realm, they would never have dared come and oppose him. They would have scattered like birds and beasts long ago, fleeing to the deep mountains and old forests or the outer desolate islands.

Faced with the combat power Aiti Galuo had now revealed—comparable to the Purple Mansion Realm—the Chongzhou demonic cultivators were all preparing to flee. They planned to let someone else go up and fight to the death while they slipped away when the opportunity arose.

But everyone had the same idea, and the scene froze in a stalemate.

The demonic cultivators looked at one another, neither daring to step forward and fight nor willing to flee and become the bird that stuck its head out, only to be slapped to death by Aiti Galuo.

"A bunch of demonic scum, I'll send all of you..."

Aiti Galuo's face was icy, his gaze as imposing as that of an ancient Buddha, and he was just preparing to attack again.

At that moment, Aiti Galuo's body suddenly began to tremble violently, his refined features twisting into a hideous grimace.

"Amitabha, Dexuan, what are you doing?"

Aiti Galuo let out a cold snort. Dexuan was Aiti Galuo's Buddhist name.

At this moment, his pupils had dilated, and he seemed to have fallen into some peculiar state.

"Divine Monk Jinghui, you want to seize my body?"

The next moment, Aiti Galuo's expression turned ferocious, and he roared repeatedly.

"Jinghui, the Divine Monk who was active in Esoteric Buddhism three hundred years ago? What is going on?"

In Baiyan Town, Qin Yushang muttered to herself. She had an extremely deep understanding of Esoteric Buddhism