"Difficult!"
"Far too difficult!"
This was different from converting Qin Ruxue and Xiang Dahu.
Fang Qing wanted to forcibly convert Sangji, but even after beating him until he could no longer resist, he found it extraordinarily difficult.
His Spiritual Sense took the form of a Demon-Subduing Vajra Pestle, delivering blows of awakening as it repeatedly hammered into Sangji's sea of consciousness. "If you don't want to die—open your mind and accept my conversion!"
"Submit already!"
"Submit! Submit! Submit!"
Within Sangji's sea of consciousness, the enormous Vajra Pestle struck again and again, carrying Fang Qing's stern shouts.
"Even if this Buddha dies, my True Spirit can still return to Great Snow Mountain and reincarnate! When that happens, you mad monk who violated Great Snow Mountain's precepts, even the Temple of the Supreme Source of All Dharmas won't be able to protect you!"
Yet Sangji kept his spiritual sanctum tightly guarded, occasionally answering through his Spiritual Sense.
Once converted, he would be another man's slave for lifetime after lifetime.
If he refused to submit even in death, however, he would merely die once. He naturally knew which was worse.
Only those with a half-baked understanding of the Secret Treasury Domain's methods would believe conversion was better than death.
"Obstinate fool!"
Fang Qing took out a second-order high-grade spirit talisman and slapped it onto Sangji's forehead.
He had deliberately collected this talisman, which contained a second-order spell specifically targeting the sea of consciousness.
Sangji screamed. Cracks appeared in his spiritual sanctum, and Fang Qing seized the opening.
Boom!
A great sun descended, bearing an irresistible majesty. "Will you still not submit?!"
"I—I am willing to submit..."
Blood was already pouring from Sangji's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, yet a faint smile appeared on his face as he suddenly opened his mind.
Fang Qing's