Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 168 Ultraman Makes a Dazzling Debut!
Everyone stared blankly at Jiang Nanxi.

The shaman, who was performing the Heavenly Steps to invoke the spirit's possession, paused slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Nanxi's two teammates were even more shocked, their mouths agape and cold sweat pouring down their backs.

Especially when they saw Jiang Nanxi with one hand on her hip and the other holding up an old-fashioned mobile phone to summon Ultraman, they really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into under everyone's gaze.

How can a person be so...e?!
Song Shixing tugged at Jiang Nanxi's hand and said, "Stop playing around! That's an old-fashioned phone, not some Ultraman summoner!"

Lu Jiaqi retorted directly, "Even if you have an Ultraman summoner, you still can't summon Ultraman. I don't even believe in light anymore, how can you still believe in it? This is something I played with when I was a kid."

As soon as the words were spoken, the wizard not far away continued to perform the Heavenly Steps, his cold, vertical pupils watching them.

"call out--!"

The wizard raised his hand and waved it, and another cyan light blade slashed down, this time aiming at Lu Jiaqi.

Lu Jiaqi was already bound by ropes, and now he felt a force locking onto him, making it impossible for him to dodge the attack.

He had no idea how Jiang Nanxi had dodged so easily. He couldn't help but yell, "Help! Jiang Nanxi, stop with the abstract stuff! Help me!"

Jiang Nanxi stood still and asked him, "Lu Jiaqi, do you still believe in the light?"

"What the hell do I believe?!"

Seeing the light blade coming at her, Lu Jiaqi let out a series of screams until her voice cracked.

But just as the light blade was about to strike his arm, a tall and imposing figure suddenly appeared beside him, raising his hand and slapping the light blade back.

call out--!
boom--!
The light blade struck the wizard not far away, hitting her mask.

"what!"

The wizard screamed and flew out of the room. His mask shattered, and a clear bloodstain appeared on his old, wrinkled face.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, staring blankly at the man in front of Lu Jiaqi, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

[Ultraman! It really is Ultraman!]

[Oh my god, Jiang Nanxi got away with it!]

[What?! How did this person suddenly appear, and why are they wearing an Ultraman uniform?]

[Wasn't Ultraman created in Japan? Why is he appearing in China? Are you kidding me?!]

[A long-time fan here! Is this Wei Ling, the zombie king? Did the Psionic Bureau really send him an Ultraman costume?]

The Psionic Bureau gets things done!

Lu Jiaqi stood behind Wei Ling, and his pupils dilated as he looked at Wei Ling's incredibly familiar Ultraman Tiga costume and his tall and imposing figure.

"you you……"

Lu Jiaqi's voice trembled, her face flushed with excitement, "You...you are...?"

Wei Ling turned to look at him, then raised her hand and ripped the rope binding Lu Jiaqi.

Song Shixing wasn't too shocked to see "Ultraman" because he had already guessed his identity.

Song Shixing then said to Wei Ling, "Ultraman, could you please untie my ropes too? Thank you."

Wei Ling went over and tore his rope as well.

Then, Wei Ling looked at Jiang Nanxi, and everyone noticed that he was holding the same old-fashioned mobile phone as Jiang Nanxi.

Wei Ling first put the old-fashioned mobile phone into the pocket of her Ultraman uniform before asking, "Food?"

Jiang Nanxi pointed to the wizard in front of her.

"I'm a bit old, is that alright?"

Wei Ling did not reply.

But he vanished in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was behind the wizard.

At this moment, the shaman also got up from the ground and shouted in a shrill voice, "You have broken the ritual, the gods will be furious, and the Saba tribe will not forgive you!"

Upon hearing the shaman's words, the Saba people kneeling on the ground were terrified and immediately cried out in unison, "Please, gods, send down your divine power and punish the outsiders!"

The wizard sneered, placed his hands in front of him with his ten fingertips pointing upwards and his palms facing each other, preparing to incite the spirits again and ask the gods to possess him and use the power of the gods.

"The gods will not forgive you. Offer up your souls and become their eternal servants!"

She sang a Saba song again.

"Gods, I pray for you. With my aged body, I offer you freshly slaughtered cattle and sheep, I offer you a pure soul, and I light a guiding lamp for you."

"O gods, I will dance for you before I die; please guide the living, leading them safely and healthily through the night, away from hidden demons, and granting Saba eternal life."

Just as the wizard was about to take the Heavenly Step, Wei Ling, who had been standing silently behind her, moved.

Wei Ling raised her hand, her sharp nails protruding from her clothes and piercing into the wizard's skull.

"Um... ah..."

The wizard paused, his eyes widened, and he uttered a mumbled cry for help.

boom--!
Wei Ling withdrew his hand, and a desiccated corpse appeared on the ground.

He turned to look at Jiang Nanxi not far away and said coldly, "She has spiritual power, not bad."

Then he disappeared on the spot.

Hearing the commotion, the Saba people kneeling on the ground looked up and discovered that the shaman was dead!

Not only did it die, it turned into a dried-up corpse.

"wizard!"

Terrified screams rang out.

Jiang Nanxi looked at the crowd below the stage and said casually, "It seems your gods aren't all that great. They couldn't even withstand a single blow from the Ultraman I invited."

A cacophony of discussion arose from the audience.

"Ultraman, what's that?"

"I don't know, it looks like that thing from earlier, it looked really powerful!"

"He killed the wizard, what are we going to do now?!"

"It's all over, it's all over! The gods will punish the Saba people!"

Seeing the Saba people's terrified expressions, Cheng Qiaozhi stepped forward and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone! That Ultraman is just a person in disguise, not a god at all! We have the most advanced weapons to help you fight Ultraman!"

"really?"

The clan chief stood up, looked at Cheng Qiaozhi, and said, "But...but the wizard is dead, the gods will punish us, and no one will be able to continue the sacrifices. We will die sooner or later!"

A smug smile appeared on Cheng Qiaozhi's face. "What a coincidence, our Cheng family is a renowned family of Feng Shui masters in China. I just happened to bring a spirit medium with me to Ailao Mountain this time."

He's on his way now. Once he arrives, I will have him continue to preside over the sacrificial rites for you.

The clan chief's face lit up with joy. "You're going to help us? We're so grateful!"

"Don't thank me yet," Cheng Qiaozhi said. "I can help you, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

Cheng Qiaozhi stayed in the Saba village, but not just for the sake of lodging; he came for a treasure.

Like the Ice Spring, this treasure is the key to the Cheng family's Three Powers Feng Shui Formation in the Ailao Mountains!
"I need something."

"what would you like?"

George Cheng looked at the temple hidden in the woods, narrowed his eyes and said, "I've long heard that the Saba God has boundless power. I want a lamp from the temple."

"lamp?"

The chieftain followed his gaze and looked at the temple in the woods, saying in confusion, "But there are no lights inside the temple."