His hand seals changed rapidly, and the Wisdom King manifestation behind him suddenly opened its third eye, firing a beam of Wisdom King Purifying Fire.
But Ghost Corpse True Person was already prepared. The Three Corpses Mourning Staff flew straight out and tapped the air eighteen times, actually drawing a bronze casket covered in shamanic curses.
The instant the casket opened, it sucked in all the purifying fire-it was none other than the Three Corpse Demon Sect's earth-grade, mid-grade technique, the Essence-Devouring Yin Casket.
"A junior is still a junior, after all."
Seizing the momentum, Ghost Corpse True Person unleashed his life-bound corpse qi, combining it with the resentful souls stored in the Three Corpses Mourning Staff. A Myriad Demon Soul Formation composed of over ten thousand resentful souls appeared beneath his feet.
Hundreds of ghost hands reached out from the formation and seized the Vajra Mound's base. The golden light of the tower dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"A high-grade magic treasure in your hands is a bright pearl gathering dust. Can you withstand a true Yellow Springs Ghost Hand?"
True Person Budong suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the Śarīra atop the Vajra Mound.
The suppressed Buddha Light abruptly surged, and the cries of dragons and tigers rang out from within the tower.
The sixth-layer window lattice shattered with a crash, and the phantom of a thousand-foot-long golden flood dragon burst out-this trump-card Heavenly Dragon Demon-Subduing Technique instantly scattered half the ghost hands.
"I did underestimate you."
With a vicious grin, Ghost Corpse True Person tore open his robes, revealing a pulsating Human-Faced Corpse Core embedded in his chest.
The corpse core shot a beam of bloody light into the Bronze Coffin. A gigantic claw