Even as a Ghost Immortal, Yu Zhen had no plans to flee.
What of a Celestial Immortal?
In front of Sun Wukong, they were no different from chickens and dogs made of clay.
Such top-notch powerhouses between heaven and earth, it was best not to play any tricks before them; perhaps then, death might be a bit more merciful.
Sun Wukong was studying the Buddha's Light, frowning, he finally understood what he had overlooked.
Lu Dongbin looked puzzled. It was just a streak of Buddha's Light, what was different about it?
However, this Buddha's Light seemed more like the Buddhist Sect's light of conversion or ordination, with the characteristics of converting.
This female ghost was rather firm-willed, had it been any other fierce ghost, it would have been converted long ago.
Sun Wukong lightly pinched, and the Buddha's Light shattered.
He stared at Yu Zhen and asked, "What's the deal with this Buddha's Light?"
