Chapter 389: A Mysterious Power! Time for the Young Daoist to Strike! Heart-Piercing! Dejected and Cold!
“Bold demon! Reveal your true form at once!” The scabby-headed monk’s voice boomed like thunder, filled with authority.
He pressed his palms together, forming a series of hand seals, and unleashed a Buddhist spell of divine power. A layer of golden ripples, barely visible to the naked eye, spread outward at lightning speed. Those golden waves carried an extraordinary aura of sacred Buddhist energy.
Sshhhk!
Not only the handsome groom, but even the bride, who had been sitting silently beneath her red wedding veil, were both struck by the golden ripples.
The Buddhist energy within the light burned against their bodies, raising wisps of white smoke.
“Ah!” Both of them groaned in pain, their faces twisted with agony.
The bride suddenly tore off her red veil, revealing a face of exquisite beauty beneath the makeup.
Judging from her features, she was none other than Miss Dong, the young woman who had once gone traveling with her lover, been slain by bandits, and whose body had been found floating in the Wei River. She was the very same “lifelike, uncorrupted corpse” lying in the county’s charity gravehouse. Her eyes glinted with icy malice, killing intent flashing like blades.
She shouted sharply, “You bald donkey! You’ve pushed me too far, so today you’ll pay for what you’ve done!”
The act was over. No more pretending. I am the demon!
The two glanced at each other, and a powerful demonic aura began to surge around them. As their energy climbed higher and higher, the scabby-headed monk’s face darkened.
That so-called “groom,” who had easily caught his Buddhist prayer beads without flinching earlier, the one disguised as Sun Yushu, had already seemed suspiciously strong.