Why was this happening?
According to the Secret Method, as long as an outsider occupied the Shadow Moon Sacred Body, she only needed to cast aside external things and meet the other person's eyes.
Then...
By releasing the purple moon, she could lure out the seed within the other person's body, make it take root and sprout, and bring them completely under her control.
But now...
She had released her purple moon.
As for the other person's seed?
Where had it gone?
Could it really hold out this long?
Gong Yajun, the Abbess of the Shadow Moon Convent, wore a solemn expression, her earlier allure gone.
She held prayer beads in her hand.
The Dharma Body behind her shone brilliantly.
It radiated a sacred Buddhist aura.
Then she gritted her teeth, determination and resolve flashing across her brow.
After that, she formed seals with both hands.
A purple moon flew out from between her brows.
This purple moon was effectively her Primordial Spirit.
Using her Primordial Spirit to drive the Esoteric Method could bring the Secret Method to its greatest effect, but it was extremely dangerous.
The slightest carelessness could bring a backlash.
But now she could no longer concern herself with all that. She only wanted to subdue this demon as quickly as possible.
After a moment's thought, she concluded that Huang Fuling would never betray her. Her disciple was cut from the same cloth as she was: she was a sucker for good looks, and so was Huang Fuling.
Even she could not resist. How could Huang Fuling?
So the problem definitely lay with the mysterious aura enveloping this demon.
That aura had cut off the purple moon, preventing her Secret Method from taking effect.
Only by activating her Primordial Spirit would she stand a fighting chance.
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