The black Malicious Thoughts quickly overtook Ning Xiu's entire body. Even his Qi and Blood Furnace, a divine ability that greatly countered Evil Spirits, lost its ability to resist.
The power of the two was simply incomparable.
According to the Fierce God of Jinzhao Temple, it had cultivated for over two hundred years. All those head-shaped fruits were the Malicious Thoughts it had accumulated, and it had poured them all into Ning Xiu in one go.
Many people didn't even live to a hundred, let alone for over two hundred years. Just how vast a quantity of Malicious Thoughts was that?
Now, with Master Chan Hui's intervention, Ghost Tear had been destroyed and all the Malicious Thoughts had erupted. Once they overtook Ning Xiu's entire body, he would become the kind of murderous evil ghost Master Chan Hui had just mentioned.
"This humble monk is willing to forge the Demonic Buddha True Body, but not for anyone else. It is for you, young benefactor."
Master Chan Hui spoke with firm resolve. In an instant, the entire Myriad Buddha Cave rang with the sonorous chanting of sutras, and the sounds of Buddha rose in every direction.
From the Ancestor Spirit Tablets of the villagers, placed inside the stone troughs, emerged one phantom after another, both men and women. They sat cross-legged in the troughs and joined in the chanting.
At once, each phantom was draped in a loose golden robe, while halos appeared around their heads and behind their backs. Their radiance filled the entire Myriad Buddha Cave with Buddha light.
Anyone who didn't know better might have thought they were about to ascend to the Western Paradise.
Seeing this miraculous scene, Ning Xiu's mind instantly returned to what Master Chan Hui had said moments ago.
His evil corpse intended to