Seeing the Pride Corpse, how could that be?

If the two of you meet, it will surely be heavenly thunder versus earthly fire, a fight to the death.

When Xin Lin heard this, her expression changed slightly.

"What if I refuse? If you don’t let me go, I will really call out."

Xin Lin gritted her teeth, looking as if she was ready to risk everything.

"Miss, then I must offend you."

But Monk Fengxi had already prepared for this.

He lifted his left hand, and the pale moon-colored kasaya on him flashed with a white light, descending from the sky and falling onto Xin Lin.

In the blink of an eye, Xin Lin was wrapped tightly from head to toe.

Xin Lin was taken aback.

So that Monk Fengxi actually used a kasaya to scheme against her.

She mumbled something, preparing to shout.

But that kasaya was peculiar; as Xin Lin moved slightly, the kasaya seemed alive, quickly constricting.

When she opened her mouth, the kasaya sealed it tightly.

The more Xin Lin struggled, the tighter the kasaya bound her.

Moreover, under the effect of the kasaya, Xin Lin felt the Fu Xi’s Energy and spiritual energy within her rapidly dissipating.

This guy Fengxi, the shabby kasaya he was wearing, was definitely a Treasure!

The Buddha Beads are a Treasure, and so is the kasaya.

This guy Fengxi is undoubtedly a hidden master, the most powerful little monk in history!

It was too late for Xin Lin to realize this.

She heard a clanging sound, and the bell at her waist fell to the ground, rolling far away.

It’s all over!

Due to the disappearance of spiritual power, her figure quickly shrank, about to revert to her original form.

Xin Lin secretly lamented.

Dawn was about to break soon.

This time, even jumping into the Yellow River couldn’t cleanse her of this.

"Master, don’t grab..."

Shi Fei was watching from the side, quite anxious.

She hurriedly ran forward, trying to stop Fengxi.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha. Why choose to be the Corpse King’s woman..."

The gaze of Monk Fengxi fell on the ever-shrinking kasaya.

"What if I want to be my king’s woman?"

A cold sneer resounded.

Like thunder striking the ground.

On the dimly lit street, the mist was dispersing in the dawn.

The man’s clear voice, chilling, drifted to Monk Fengxi’s ears.

The always serene face of Fengxi suddenly tensed when he sensed the aura behind him.

He slowly turned around.

A man, tall and handsome.

Half of his body was shrouded in darkness.

While the other half was illuminated by sunlight.

His deep blue eyes were like a lake frozen for millennia.

He curled his cold lips, raising a hand, and numerous tiny Black Snakes surged from the ground.

Those Black Snakes, each no thicker than a thumb, were pitch black, flicking red tongues, and once they coiled around a person, they would instantly drain all essence blood.

Shi Fei shrieked in terror at the sight of so many Little Black snakes.

"Your Highness, be careful."

Monk Fengxi didn’t forget to protect Shi Fei, quickly manipulating the Buddha Beads in his hand. One of the seven-colored Buddhist beads emitted a soft yellow light.

That yellow light formed a circular prohibition at Shi Fei’s feet.

The black snakes rebounded upon contact, dispersing into wisps of black mist.

The beads moved again, and a mark formed in his palm, striking toward the Corpse King.

With a loud boom, the hand force imbued with the Holy Seal struck the man.

The man’s figure dissipated, scattering apart.