Chapter 1886: Soft Feather, was that your voice?
Song Shuhang was hurled into the horde of monsters.
The monsters were as numerous as an army of marching ants, enough to give anyone a fear of dense clusters.
"Good heavens~" Song Shuhang broke into a cold sweat. He stomped down hard with both feet, and a Black Lotus took shape beneath him, supporting his body.
Below, the evil ghost heads shot into the sky. As they flew, each sprouted a muscular body.
Merit light emerged from Song Shuhang's body.
The merit light took on the form of ＠＃％× Fairy, enclosing Song Shuhang within her protection.
The fairy pressed her palms together—Merit Great Sun! The merit light blazed, transforming into a rising sun!
Sizzling sounds came from the evil ghost heads.
They all opened their mouths and began spitting at Song Shuhang.
Tens of millions of streams of saliva shot toward Song Shuhang.
The Merit Snake Beauty did her best to sustain the Merit Great Sun.
Three breaths later...
The Merit Great Sun dissipated, and even the Merit Snake Beauty melted away.
That saliva was toxic!
Song Shuhang in the illusion used the Ancestral Shaman's Blessing gloves to teleport, avoiding the torrential rain of saliva. The Merit Snake Beauty on his body had already melted away and would need time to recover.
"What is this supposed to be?" Soft Feather looked puzzled. She could no longer make sense of this bizarre plot.
In the illusion, Song Shuhang caught his breath and swiftly readied himself for battle.
The Thirty-Three Beasts Composite Dharma Artifact encased his body, and the "Never-Falling" Holy City manifested behind him.
At the same time, Song Shuhang activated his Body Tempering Method.
A pitch-black metallic sheen coated his entire body. Numerous Sacred Apes stood atop the city walls, scriptures in