Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 242 The Divine Paint of the Wang Family
"Go ahead, Huaiyi, kill them all."

No sooner had Zhao Zhen finished speaking than Zhang Huaiyi's Yang Five Thunder roared and struck Wang Chuan and the Wang family and the Shuzi Sect members who were surrounded in the center!
"Thunder Technique, Palm Thunder!"

A blinding white light exploded with destructive power!

The Wang family members were terrified and hastily tried to defend themselves using their family's traditional methods. Several disciples of the Shuzi Sect also desperately made hand seals, attempting to use esoteric techniques to deflect or weaken the lightning.

However, in his rage, Zhang Huaiyi held nothing back. The domineering power of the Celestial Master's Mansion's ultimate technique, the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, was something that ordinary defensive methods could not withstand.

Boom!

Several loud explosions were mixed with screams of agony. The three black-clad men who were closest to the explosion were instantly turned into charred remains. The earthen wall and water shield of the Shuzi Sect crumbled like paper under the powerful Five Thunder Orthodox Technique!

"Scatter! Don't try to withstand his lightning magic!"

Wang Chuan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared and waved his hands frantically.

The next second, as if by magic, several blank scrolls slid out from his wide sleeves!
He bit his fingertip, and the blood instantly turned into paint. His movements were as fast as a ghost. Almost at the same time that Zhang Huaiyi's lightning struck, he had already finished painting with blood!

"Divine Paint, Trapped Dragon Diagram!"

With a roar from Wang Chuan, one of the scrolls was instantly unfurled.

Above, a giant dragon struggling in the clouds was drawn in blood, its body tightly bound by nine thick chains.

The scroll grew longer in the wind, seemingly emitting a silent roar as if it were alive, and an invisible, powerful suction force targeting pure energy suddenly erupted!

Under the influence of this attraction, the subsequent bolts of Yang lightning that Zhang Huaiyi unleashed seemed to be drawn to the struggling dragon shadow in the painting, and their trajectories were all altered.

Yang Lei's original goal had deviated from the Wang family's, and he was forcibly "sucked" into the scroll!
After absorbing Zhang Huaiyi's Yang Thunder, the blood dragon on Wang Chuan's drawing paper seemed even more ferocious, and the light from the chains on its body began to become even more dazzling.

Zhang Huaiyi's pupils shrank: "Impressive skills. No wonder it is the Wang family's divine painting, which can rival the Secret Painting."

Although he praised him verbally, he never stopped moving his feet.

Zhang Huaiyi's figure transformed into a blur, accompanied by lightning, rushing straight towards Wang Chuan in front of him.

He knew that if he didn't deal with this guy who could use the "Trapping Dragon Diagram," the upcoming battle would likely become very difficult.

"Kun character, Tuheche!"

One of the surviving sorcerers reacted quickly and attempted to repeat his previous trick, causing the ground beneath Zhang Huaiyi's feet to soften and collapse, thereby restricting Zhang Huaiyi's movements.

"Humph!"

Upon realizing this, Zhang Huaiyi snorted coldly and stomped his foot hard on the softening ground.

The next instant, Yang Lei erupted from the soles of his feet, forcefully dispersing the earth energy that had just been activated, without stopping his movement.

But this was the opportunity Wang Chuan had been waiting for!
"Divine Shield, Bind the Tiger in a Cage!"

Without pausing, he tossed out another scroll.

This time, the painting depicts a majestic tiger descending from the mountain, enveloped by countless thorny vines and the phantom of a huge iron cage!
The scroll burst forth with a bluish-black light, and a huge, half-illusory, half-real cage made of thorny vines and iron bars instantly materialized in Zhang Huaiyi's path of charge, descending upon him!

Zhang Huaiyi made a near-miss with a sudden stop and change of direction, the cage brushing against the corner of his clothes before crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The thorny vines writhed like living snakes, their tips gleaming with an eerie light, clearly indicating they were highly poisonous. The iron bars were covered with runes, emanating an aura that imprisoned true qi.

At the same time, another member of the Wang family unfurled a smaller scroll: "Butterfly Blade Through Flowers!"

The painting depicts several butterflies fluttering and about to take flight, a sight that is pleasing to the eye.

But the more beautiful something is, the more likely it is to be accompanied by deadly danger.

Suddenly, several transparent, thin as cicada wings yet incredibly sharp energy butterfly blades flew silently out of the painting, tracing eerie and cunning arcs, precisely and insidiously slashing towards Zhang Huaiyi's eyes, throat, joints, and other vital points!

The trajectories of these butterfly blades are elusive and unpredictable, which is precisely the ingenious method used by the Wang family's divine magic for assassination and control.

Zhang Huaiyi quickly dodged and weaved, avoiding all the butterfly blades, but this also instantly increased the pressure on him.

Although Yang Lei was fierce and had a wide destructive range, it seemed to be hitting cotton with a punch when facing the energy-absorbing Kunlong Tu and the bizarre Shen Tu that could instantly create traps and release flying objects.

They were forced to defend themselves and their dodging was quite awkward.

He tried several times to forcefully break open the cage or shatter the butterfly blade with his powerful lightning magic, but the "Trapping Dragon Diagram" firmly locked the direction of the lightning, greatly restraining and deflecting his power.

If we don't deal with this guy who uses the "Trapping Dragon Diagram" first, we probably won't be able to care about anyone else!

Realizing this, Zhang Huaiyi's gaze immediately locked onto Wang Chuan!

"Zhang Huaiyi! Don't waste your energy! Surrender, and for the sake of the Celestial Master, my Wang family might spare your life!"

Wang Chuan continued to manipulate the scroll while shouting sharply, his tone tinged with smugness.

He brought along core members of the Wang family, each with remarkable cultivation and exceptional skills in the art of divine magic.

Otherwise, how could the disciples of Tiangong Hall responsible for protecting Zhao Tianhai and the other two have been dealt with in such a short time?
With the help of the magical techniques of the Shuzi Sect, what can the high-ranking priests of the Celestial Master's Mansion do? What can the Five Thunder Orthodox Method do?
We still have to obediently let them suppress us!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Zhao Zhen and Lu Huizhong were silently watching the battle ahead.

Zhao Zhen calmly watched Zhang Huaiyi struggle, showing no intention of intervening immediately; a playful smile even played on his lips.

Lu Huizhong stood beside him with her arms crossed, a slight smile playing on her lips. "The Wang family's divine coating is indeed quite interesting. It can seal energy and also unleash attacks."

"Whatever I draw comes to life, saving me a lot of effort. It seems Zhang Huaiyi, that stubborn mule, has finally met his match today."

Her gaze swept over the few remaining soldiers of the Shuzi Sect who were trying to retreat quietly, and she silently flicked out a few points of dark light.

"A donkey gnawing on a hard bone?"

Zhao Zhen chuckled softly and shook his head with a hint of helplessness.

"I don't think so. Huaiyi may not be as good as his senior brother in other skills, but his crazy spirit and tenacity, especially his ability to protect himself, are definitely not bad."

His sharp gaze was fixed on the several paintings that Wang Chuan was manipulating.

"Moreover, divine painting is not without its weaknesses. First of all, painting requires time and a medium. More importantly, the artist's energy is ultimately limited."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Huaiyi in front of him seemed to have been driven into a corner.

(End of this chapter)