Crack.
Bei Huai opened his mouth and bit down.
In one bite, he pierced through the skull, sucking the marrow, crisp and bloodily sweet.
Black tinged with gold, mixed with the bloody fluid, it flowed down from the dim scar on Ghost Buddha's head, streaming over the vermillion mark on his forehead, and into his eye sockets.
Immediately, tears and snot gushed out together.
"Damn..."
Within the Ghost Buddha, Elder Sang's despairing voice echoed.
This bite from Bei Huai wasn't just aimed at You Yuan's will but mainly his head, which was already patchy and bald.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle."
Streams of vital life force injected into Ghost Buddha's body.
Visible to the naked eye, Ghost Buddha's withered body became "bloated," with tender sprouts growing from wounds, mushrooms emerging, and green moss appearing...
"Wah!"
A demi-saint who saw this with his saint's will suddenly recalled something, screamed in tears, and wished to instantly retreat from the Central Region.
Bei Huai!
