Looking at the furious Bull Devil King, Guanyin very decisively adopted Lu Chuan's suggestion, raised her palm upright, and began chanting under her breath.
Buzz!
The golden ring around the Bull Devil King's neck began to glow. Old Ox, who had been flying over, suddenly halted in the sky, let out a strange cry, and hurriedly reached up with both hands to pull at the Golden Hoop on his neck.
It turned out that the ring had begun shrinking rapidly, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and pained.
But it was too late. Though his strength was boundless, with power enough to split the earth and topple mountains, what shocked him at this moment was that the strength he had always been so proud of could not tear apart the Golden Hoop around his neck at all.
At this moment, it was still growing tighter and tighter.
"Awooo!"
The Bull Devil King was strangled until he could not breathe, his face flushed red to the ears. In his desperation, he hurriedly used his specialty, the Seventy-Two Transformations, at times turning into a mosquito beating its wings, at times turning into a little bird.
But what shocked him was that no matter what he turned into, this Golden Hoop would change along with his transformation. He could not shake it off at all. He only felt his neck being clamped shut, and before long his eyes rolled back until all he could see were gold stars bursting before them, the pain beyond endurance.
Splash!
In the end, Old Ox was strangled until his eyes rolled back outright. He fainted, then toppled headfirst toward the East Sea below.
"Guanyin really chose a viciously tricky angle..."
Watching this scene, Lu Chuan felt uncomfortable just looking at it.
Back then, the monkey had worn it