"So, Daoist's skill is just talking big?" Meng Yao's tone was slightly sarcastic.
Although she was a soul transfer, she was sure that before the transfer, she was a human being.
As for spirits or whatever, if they could cultivate to latch onto a human, they must be powerful spirits, which she would actually love.
So, what is there to be afraid of?
Moreover, if he were truly a skilled Daoist, how could he be hired by the Meng Family?
"Wretched creature, don't be so arrogant. Watch how this poor Daoist breaks your spell!" The Daoist shouted, raising his dry hand and scattering a handful of powder, and Meng Yao instinctively held her breath.
The onlookers, however, didn't have the same reaction as Meng Yao.
Suddenly, someone screamed.
At this moment, in their eyes, Meng Yao had already turned into a monster with a wide bloody mouth, drooling with a hanging tongue, as terrifying as could be.
