The Multi-eyed Centipede Spirit discovered that Xuanzang was now alone; clearly, it was an opportune moment to strike. If it could kill Xuanzang, it would certainly be able to escape from here.
Glittering with light, the eyes of the Multi-eyed Centipede Spirit fixated on Xuanzang, who sat on the ground in a state of apparent weakness.
Then, mustering a burst of energy, it suddenly pounced towards Xuanzang.
In a flash, a foul stench charged straight for Xuanzang.
Xuanzang, a good man with ten lifetimes of cultivation, no one knew how mighty his cultivation level was. If the Centipede Spirit could eat his flesh, it could not only achieve longevity but also gain enormous benefits.
Perhaps it could even heal its own wounds.
But just as the Multi-eyed Centipede Spirit pounced, a Buddha's light spread from Xuanzang's body, enveloping the assaulting Centipede Spirit within its glow.
The Multi-eyed Centipede Spirit immediately began to struggle and fell to the ground.
