In the underworld, Mosquito Daoist was still struggling. He had just watched his divine ability get effortlessly broken by his opponent. But that wasn't what had happened. The mouthful of blood had actually been a seal that summoned the blood-mosquito clones he'd left in the Sea of Blood.
A faint trace of Blood Qi began to spread through the underworld, and strange blood patterns unfurled. In an instant, countless enormous scarlet mosquitoes appeared out of thin air. Mosquito Daoist had gathered thousands upon thousands of Demon Mosquitoes, and now they surged toward Zhunti. They swarmed over him in a dense mass, piercing even the body of a Saint.
Zhunti had let his guard down. Mosquito Daoist suddenly escaped the seal, transforming himself into countless Demon Mosquitoes and blending into the blood-red swarm as they fled in every direction.
Zhunti hurriedly flung out his cloth pouch, sweeping it toward the countless giant mosquitoes. Not a single one escaped. "Your little trick can't hurt me. It's a shame to see someone with such cultivation go to waste. If you weren't fated to remain with Heaven and Earth, I could have taken you to the Western Pure Land." He turned to Hua Dou and said, "Immortal Lord, please bring out the compass."
Hua Dou quickly produced the Eight Trigrams Compass. It enveloped the cloth pouch, drawing in countless blood-red giant mosquitoes. Inside the compass, they became a sea of blood, which then transformed into a giant mosquito that took its place in the Dui position.
Hua Dou bowed to Zhunti. "Thank you, Saint."
Zhunti said, "When the Western faith spreads east, please refrain from interfering, for the sake of Big Head, the free-roaming immortal of Penglai." Hua Dou immediately understood. Delighted, he realized that Big Head had not only avoided having his soul