This sudden change caught everyone off guard.
The tentacle that erupted from Li Huowang's mouth instantly shot straight toward the nun in front of him. Once stretched taut, the tentacle became unbelievably hard, piercing clean through a plump nun's belly. The wound didn't bleed; instead, it oozed pale fat. But regardless of what oozed out, the nun's shrill screams added a discordant note to the solemn chanting.
As the chanting weakened, the Bodhisattva made of flies began to lose its form, starting to droop and slacken.
This was only the beginning. The black, writhing tentacles, still connected to Master Danyang's organs, continued to pour out from Li Huowang's mouth, madly attacking the other nuns. The black tentacles flipped Li Huowang completely upside down, allowing him to scuttle across the ground like an octopus propelling itself on its arms.
