At that moment, the old monk's kindly face transformed into a blood leech demon with a gaping, blood-filled maw. Its two eyes, no bigger than a chicken's, gleamed with extreme malice. It opened its mouth and spat, sending out a foul-smelling glob of saliva. At once, the blood leeches in the air began hatching and growing at an even faster rate.
Wugu had made some preparations, but the two of them were still not far apart. The blood leech demon had suddenly launched its attack, and with so many young blood leeches stimulating their life force at the cost of their own vitality, just three or four of them coming into contact with his body would be enough to bring him enormous trouble. Once blood leeches touched the body, they could easily burrow inside. Unless one had cultivated one's body to a considerable degree and could force the blood leeches back out, an ordinary cultivator would either die or be crippled without an exceptionally powerful magic treasure protecting them.
Wugu's face went pale. He waved a hand, and a kasaya covered in floating ice drifted out. The gray kasaya shielded his entire body from behind.
Puff, puff, puff! A large number of blood-venom leeches struck the gray kasaya and were instantly frozen into lumps of ice by the astonishing chill covering it. However, quite a few of the venomous blood leeches still bypassed the floating-ice kasaya and launched an attack from the flank.
The blood leech demon that had taken the form of the old monk swayed once, transforming into a streak of blood-colored light as it pounced toward Wugu. As Wugu dealt with this incomparably formidable old blood leech demon, his defenses against the dense swarm of blood-venom leeches naturally became lax.
Just then, a six-armed golden suanni puppet