My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

The corpse fluctuated and turned into a bloody, skinless figure.

The shed fox skin swiftly wrapped around an approaching demon. Its body squirmed and transformed, instantly taking on the appearance of the Fox Taoist.

"What kind of spell is this?" Wang Zijia watched the scene, his heart sinking.

If it were some life-preserving technique, Wang Zijia would not be so surprised, but it did not look like substitution spell. It appeared as though the Fox Taoist had merely changed skins, like switching bodies?

Or perhaps it no longer had a physical body in the traditional sense and the fox skin itself was the demon’s essence?

If that were the case...

Wang Zijia glanced at the thousands of demons swarming in, crawling onto the buildings. He realized the predicament he was in and subconsciously looked towards the sealed exit.

"No use in looking. The second-grade protection array is already fully activated. If you could break through under these circumstances, my decades of torment would have been in vain," said the Fox Taoist, flashing a chilling smile. He extended his tongue and licked his narrow fox mouth, saying, "To corner a poor Daoist with Sacrificial Wine middle stage cultivation, you must be a Dao Seed of the Sect, right? The taste of such a genius. I’ve never tasted it before!"

With that, he stretched and said, "The warm-up is over. Let’s continue."

"Ying Ying!"

Following his words, he let out a long cry.