Meanwhile.
Sha Wujing had already given up attacking and instead stood on the ground.
His face went pale.
At the same time.
His expression became extremely grim.
"All the power in my body has been completely exhausted. Now, apart from waiting to die, I have no better choice."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head and looked toward the sky.
The monster from earlier had grown incomparably huge.
The monster lowered its head, its eyes carrying a cold, merciless look.
"So what if your cultivation is at the Daluo Golden Immortal realm?"
"So what if you were once the marshal in charge of the Celestial River?"
"Now that you've fallen into my hands, you'll still die."
The great monster let out a cold snort. Then, he swung his fist toward Sha Wujing.
From a distance, his punch seemed to be moving rather slowly.
But in reality.
In Sha Wujing's eyes, the fist was about to land on him in an instant and smash him into a mass of flesh and blood.
"It's a pity that you aren't an ordinary immortal body. Instead, there's a sacred power within you."
For these monsters.
Absorbing an immortal's power would also improve their strength.
But the power within them was evil.
Sha Wujing's body, however, contained another kind of aura.
That was the sacred power bestowed by Tathagata Buddha.
This power was extremely special.
It could restrain the monsters' dark power.
If a monster absorbed it, not only would its cultivation fail to improve, but its body would also be damaged.
For this reason, many monsters were unwilling to absorb the power of people like Sha Wujing when they encountered them.
They even felt that killing them brought no benefit at all.
"Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie can both be killed."
"But Wu