They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 327 The Shaman

The figure wearing gold-rimmed glasses left a faint afterimage in place, and almost in the same instant, it crossed a distance of more than ten meters and appeared in front of Zhuge Qing.

Its speed was so fast that it even produced a sharp sonic boom!
The pupils of thousands of spectators around the arena contracted simultaneously.

What... what kind of speed is that?

This speed even surpasses the movement technique that Zhuge Qing displayed when he instantly killed the two people!

"Fuck!"

Zhang Chulan, standing in the crowd, instinctively swore. The color drained from his face, replaced by a solemn expression.

This speed even surpasses his Xunlei (Thunder) speed...

Even more terrifying was that Zhuge Qing seemed to be completely suppressed by this sudden outburst, and could only barely parry, his figure appearing somewhat passive under the storm of attacks.

"Fourth Brother, who... is this guy?"

Zhang Chulan's voice was a little hoarse. There were just too many demons and monsters at this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

"Chu Ma Xian."

Xu Si calmly uttered three words.

"A horse-riding immortal?"

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

"Yes, an ancient tradition."

Simply put, it involves forming a contract with certain highly skilled 'immortals,' or spirits that have become deities, inviting them to possess your body and borrowing their power to fight.

"There are more of them in the Northeast. The colors Hu, Huang, Bai, Liu, and Hui correspond to fox, weasel, hedgehog, snake, and rat, respectively. Judging from the form of the black aura on his body just now, he should be from the Liu family, which is the Snake Immortal."

Xu Si explained.

"Borrowing the power of a centuries-old demon? Isn't that cheating? Are they even going to regulate this competition anymore?"

Zhang Chulan retorted upon hearing this.

"Cheating? You're oversimplifying things."

"Do you think dealing with these ancient monsters who have lived for hundreds of years is so easy? Temperament, opportunity, destiny—all are indispensable. Establishing a stable relationship of trust with 'immortals' is itself part of their strength, even more difficult than cultivating for decades. And..."

Xu Si glanced at him and said irritably:

"If you find this troublesome, you are underestimating the legacy of the Wuhou School."

As if to confirm his words.

The next moment, Zhuge Qing, who had been in a passive defensive state, suddenly stomped his right foot down.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, like an ancient bell being struck, a visible wave of energy spread out in all directions from his landing point.

Immediately afterwards, with him at the center, the entire space seemed to undergo a subtle distortion.

Light refracts, air flows, and everything becomes unreal.

A thick white fog appeared out of nowhere without warning, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield and swallowing up Deng Youfu's figure.

"what's the situation?"

"It's getting foggy?"

"It was Zhuge Qing's doing!"

An uproar erupted in the audience. Everyone craned their necks, but could only see a white fog. Occasionally, a few muffled impacts and Deng Youfu's angry roars could be heard from within, but nothing could be seen clearly what had happened.

"What's going on here?"

Zhang Chulan was also completely confused. He could vaguely see Deng Youfu attacking haphazardly like a headless fly in the white mist. His fists and kicks would occasionally pierce through the mist, but they all hit empty air.

"He can't see, he can't hear, and he's disoriented."

Feng Baobao, who had been silent all along, suddenly touched her chin and spoke.

"Oh?"

"So that's how it is... This is... the Stone Formation?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Si's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he instantly realized what was going on.

A formation that affects the five senses, coupled with the Zhuge family, makes this not hard to guess...

"The Eight Formations of Stone Soldiers?!"

"You mean the Eight Trigrams Formation from Romance of the Three Kingdoms that trapped Lu Xun's 100,000-strong army? Isn't that just something made up by a novelist? Does it really exist?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

While the crowd outside was awestruck by the legendary formation, Deng Youfu, trapped in the mist inside the arena, also sensed something was wrong.

He could feel that his five senses were being severely interfered with. He could see nothing but white fog, his ears were filled with buzzing noise, and even his sense of direction was starting to go haywire.

When the Qi in his body was circulating, he also felt a kind of stagnation, as if he were stuck in a quagmire.

He knew that if things continued like this, he would lose...

With no more reservations, Deng Youfu decided to use his last trump card.

He abruptly stopped his attack, knelt down, clasped his hands together, and his expression became extremely devout.

"This third-generation disciple of the Deng family is blessed to respectfully invite Master Liu... to possess me!"

His voice was high-pitched and echoed throughout the square.

The moment the words fell, a black energy stream, far larger and colder than before, seemed to tear through the dimensions of time and space, descending from nothingness and transforming into a thick black pillar of light, which fiercely poured into Deng Youfu's crown!
"boom--!"

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted!

Centered on Deng Youfu, a chilling and oppressive aura swept across the entire arena.

All the spectators, regardless of their skill level, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their hair standing on end. Then, an even more horrifying sight unfolded.

Under the influence of the black energy, Deng Youfu's body began to undergo strange changes.

His body grew taller and taller, his muscles bulged, and his once refined face became ferocious.

The gold-rimmed glasses on his nose shattered with a "crack" as they were squeezed by his muscles, revealing his eyes, whose pupils had turned into cold, golden vertical pupils!

Fine, black snake scales emerged from his neck, cheeks, and arms, shimmering with a dark luster in the light.

This inhuman scene elicited a series of suppressed gasps and screams from the audience.

"Oh? No wonder you wanted me to possess you. You've really met your match, kid~"

A hoarse, ancient voice, with a hint of hissing like a snake, came from Deng Youfu's mouth.

He, or rather "it," slowly stood up, sensing the distorted space and chaotic energy field around him. There was no panic in his cold snake eyes; instead, a hint of disdain shone through.

"Using formations to influence the five senses, plus that kid's surname... Wuhou Qimen, huh? Interesting."

It moved its scaly neck, making a chilling sound of bones grinding together.

"It's a pity that although this formation is ingenious, it is ultimately designed for 'humans'."

"Formations used to deal with humans are meaningless to me."

The world before Deng Youfu's eyes suddenly changed in the next moment.

The white fog disappeared, replaced by an infrared thermal world composed of different temperatures.

The surrounding audience was a blurry ball of warm light, while on the other side of this mist, a humanoid silhouette radiating intense heat appeared clearly in its field of vision.

That was Zhuge Qing!

found it!
A cruel smile spread across its lips.

The next second, the stone ground beneath Deng Youfu's feet suddenly shattered, sending countless fragments of stone flying in all directions!

His figure transformed into a black cannonball, shooting straight toward the heat source where Zhuge Qing was located with a piercing whistle as it tore through the air!

Faced with this unstoppable attack that had locked onto him, Zhuge Qing remained calm and made a hand seal with one hand.

Boom!

The ground in front of him churned, and earth and rocks gathered, instantly rising into a huge stone wall several meters thick, blocking Deng Youfu's only way out.

"It's no use, kid!"

The inhuman voice of "Deng Youfu" echoed from behind the stone wall, filled with contempt.
"You think you can stop me with magic of this level? That's a pipe dream!"

Before the words were finished, a fist covered in black scales, carrying boundless black energy, slammed heavily onto the stone wall!

"Bam—!"

With a deafening roar, the stone wall constructed of magic was smashed through like paper by a single punch, exploding into a cloud of dust!
"Great!"

After the dust settled, Zhuge Qing's figure flashed by, appearing a few meters away. He looked at the unharmed "Deng Youfu" and sincerely praised him.

To be able to break through his Gen character - Immovable Mountain so easily, this level of cultivation is truly astonishing.

It should be noted that the position where the opponent is standing is the Death Gate, which is restrained by him in the Qimen formation, and his power will be greatly suppressed.

Even so, to be able to achieve this level with brute force alone is truly worthy of being a great demon who has reaped the worship of incense offerings for hundreds of years.

Zhuge Qing's mind raced, but his body never stopped moving. He moved with strange footwork, constantly changing positions within the formation, his hands forming hand seals.

Flames, lightning, ice, water... In an instant, the entire arena, shrouded in white mist, transformed into a purgatory of elemental frenzy.

Various powerful magical attacks poured down on "Deng Youfu" almost without any interval.

The sheer scale and power of the attack left the spectators in the stands speechless.

"Damn it! What's the point of fighting? You're just a complete scoundrel!"

Zhang Chulan felt his scalp tingle and immediately cursed.

He knew that his fully powered Golden Light Spell wouldn't be able to withstand more than a few hits from this overwhelming area-of-effect attack.
Even a fully charged lightning bolt would find it difficult to completely evade such indiscriminate coverage.

Even if you manage to get close, they can still teleport dozens of meters away with a single thought, or use methods like burrowing underground to create distance... What's the point of fighting then?

But what's even more outrageous is the "Deng Youfu" who was attacked in the middle of the scene!
Faced with Zhuge Qing's barrage of spells, he didn't even bother to dodge.

His body was enveloped in surging black energy, which transformed into scales.

boom! boom! boom!
Flames exploded on his body, and lightning raged above his head, but it only caused the black energy on his body to surge, and he couldn't even take a step back.

"Zhuge Qing... is going to lose."

Just as everyone was awestruck by Zhuge Qing's incredible magic, Feng Baobao suddenly said something else.

"That's interesting! For your age, to have such skills is truly impressive!"

After withstanding a round of attacks, "Deng Youfu" let out a hearty laugh. Having lived for hundreds of years, it had fought countless times against human supernatural beings and naturally had its own methods for dealing with sorcerers.

"What a pity you met me!"

It suddenly raised its head, its snake eyes flashing with a cold light that seemed to know everything.

The so-called Qimen Dunjia is a mysterious method that uses time and space as its basis to understand the workings of the celestial order.
Conversely, it has extremely strict requirements regarding time, place, and orientation.

If he can forcibly change the surrounding environment, alter the 'timing' of this very moment, then this situation will naturally crumble on its own!

The next moment, "Deng Youfu" slowly raised his right hand, which was covered with scales, and pointed to the sky with one finger!

In an instant, the situation changed!

The once clear sky was suddenly filled with large swaths of dark clouds that appeared out of nowhere, gathering over the stadium at a visible speed and blocking out the sunlight.

A strong wind began to howl, and the air became damp, cold, and oppressive.

As a snake, the ultimate goal of cultivation is to transform into a dragon.

Dragons have been believed to have the power to control clouds and rain since ancient times!
(End of this chapter)