Luo Bin finally understood.
From the very beginning, Mao Zhan had already urged him to use the technique.
Only Luo Xianshen's arrival had interrupted it.
But that was precisely what Luo Bin could not understand.
Why had Mao Zhan stopped?
Either he or Luo Xianshen would have been a suitable vessel for Spirit Possession.
Why had Mao Zhan waited until Luo Xianshen was gravely injured and knocked down, the Rinpoche was crippled, and the situation was at its worst before acting again?
Just for a chance to strike first and wound Zhan Si?
His confusion changed nothing.
Luo Bin had already lost all control of his body.
"Riding mist and summoning clouds, killing intent ascends; the flying bear fought at North Sea Manor. Seventy-two words to subdue demons, with three thousand more chapters of solitary discourse. Fire races, winds rise, stars appear; I call upon Laozi to destroy the witches' power. One Mystic Cord binds the fox monster; stir the Heavenly Dipper to purge the fox scourge. By the command of the Three Mao Perfected Lords, urgent as the law commands!"
The instant the incantation spilled from his lips, Luo Bin felt his body being rapidly depleted!
He had known that Yang Spirit Possession put a strain on the body, but he had never imagined it would take such a tremendous toll!
Two spurts sounded as he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood!
The blood mist instantly spread. The moment the Fox-Binding Ropes took shape, they hooked straight toward the two Sinpos, Kari and Long Lin!
Their attention had been on Luo Xianshen, but they immediately turned.
Both raised their hands, grasping at the air before their throats!
Luo Xianshen had used only one Fox-Binding Rope!
With Mao Zhan possessing him, Luo Bin had produced two!
Luo Bin immediately stepped