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

Chapter 328 Marquis Wu
The winds of change can shift in an instant.

The temperature on Longhu Mountain, which was originally warm and sunny in the afternoon, suddenly dropped.

A cold wind suddenly rose up, making the clothes of thousands of people in the stands flutter, bringing a biting chill and the dampness of an impending mountain rain.

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky, only to see that the azure sky above was being covered by large swaths of thick, dark clouds at an unnatural speed.

"What...what's going on?"

"Why is it getting dark? Is it going to rain heavily?"

The initial whispers were quickly overwhelmed by the shock of the extraordinary scene before them, and the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the dark clouds gathering and rolling above the stadium.

Changing the celestial phenomena?! That's ridiculously absurd!

Is this really on the same level as them?
Such an anomaly naturally attracted the attention of others. On a high platform with an excellent view in the venue, the eyes of the two elderly men were also focused on the scene.

"S-"

"This senior from the Liu family is really giving us face. Is it really necessary to use all his special skills to deal with a kid in his early twenties? Is he afraid others won't know that he's bullying the weak?"

Lu Jin gasped. These "household spirits" with long-standing traditions, worshipped by local incense offerings for hundreds of years, were no longer just simple monsters.

Their long cultivation, coupled with the faith of countless believers, has granted them certain powers that are almost divine.

For highly skilled snake-like immortals, summoning wind and rain is almost an instinct.

In Lu Jin's view, it was beneath his dignity to use such great power in a competition between juniors.

"This precisely demonstrates that the young man from the Zhuge family has the ability to make it use its true power."

Zhang Zhiwei's gaze never left the young man in the arena who was shrouded in a storm of magic and the pressure of heaven and earth. His tone was calm, but it carried a hint of helplessness that was hard to detect.

It seems he underestimated this genius from the Zhuge family...

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled.

In his view, Zhuge Qing's situation was already precarious.

Qimen, in essence, is a method that utilizes the rules of heaven and earth.

Through precise calculations and arrangements, the "primordial Qi" within a specific space is made to flow according to the sorcerer's wishes, thereby achieving all sorts of incredible effects.

But human resources are sometimes limited.

A sorcerer's own cultivation level is limited, so the scope of their influence and manipulation is naturally also limited.

Therefore, when setting up a large-scale formation, it is often necessary to use the five elements such as mountains, rivers, metals, stones, grasses and trees as the "eyes of the formation" to assist, amplify and stabilize the flow of primordial Qi.

But now, that fairy Liu won't reason with you at all.

It directly used its cultivation, accumulated over hundreds of years and far exceeding that of Zhuge Qing, to forcibly interfere with the primordial Qi of this space.

Unless Zhuge Qing can match this great demon who has lived for hundreds of years in terms of life cultivation, it is only a matter of time before his Qimen formation is broken.

But, is this possible?

Just as Lu Jin had already sentenced Zhuge Qing to death in his heart, Zhuge Qing in the arena smiled.

In that desolate place shrouded in raging winds, dark clouds, and icy pressure, Zhuge Qing's face showed no trace of panic or despair.

He looked up at the rolling black clouds in the sky, a smile of interest curving his lips.

"As expected of a snake immortal who has cultivated for hundreds of years..."

"In that case, please... witness my methods."

The moment he finished speaking, a very subtle ripple appeared in the space behind him.

A faint, ethereal figure, as if peeled from the reflection of the long river of history, quietly emerged.

The phantom was initially blurry, but then solidified rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wearing a blue robe, a silk turban, and a feather fan.

A figure, traversing a thousand years of time, stood quietly behind Zhuge Qing, exuding the composure and wisdom to strategize and overlook all living beings.

When those eyes, seemingly possessing a profound understanding of all worldly changes, opened, an aura completely different from Liu Xian's cold and domineering presence instantly enveloped the entire area. It wasn't the pressure of power, but rather an aura of wisdom…

After a deathly silence in the stands, a deafening roar erupted!

"Then...what is that?!"

"A feather fan and a silk turban... this image... could it be..."

"Zhuge Kongming?! That's what the statue in the Temple of Marquis Wu looks like!"

"Are you kidding me?! He's possessed by his ancestors?!"

On the high platform, Lu Jin's big, round eyes were wide open, her mouth was agape and could almost fit an egg, and her face was full of expressions of utter disbelief.

"What... what kind of magic is this? Sorcery? No! This is a god formed from the power of faith?"

"This kid's a sorcerer? What school of thought is this?!"

Before he could finish speaking, another unexpected event occurred!

Behind Zhuge Qing, a god-like phantom slowly raised its hand, gently waving its feather fan and pointing towards the sky.

At the same time, the Qimen formation under Zhuge Qing's feet, which had been suppressed to the point of collapse, suddenly erupted!
Om-!
A halo, visible to the naked eye and composed of countless intricate Bagua runes, suddenly expanded outward from him, encompassing the entire vast arena!

For the first time, Deng Youfu, trapped in the formation, showed a look of horror on his inhuman snake face.

It could clearly sense that the vital energy flowing within this space was slipping out of its control!

The dark clouds it summoned and the gale it called for seemed to have been forcibly taken over by an invisible hand, no longer obeying its commands!
The next moment, an even more terrifying scene unfolded, leaving it terrified.

Under the power of that godlike phantom, the internal structure of the massive Qimen formation beneath Zhuge Qing's feet began to operate in an unbelievable manner.

The four-tiered wheel, representing favorable timing, location, human factors, and divine assistance, has runes and hexagrams that should have operated according to fixed rules, but instead... have begun to reverse, reconstruct, and endlessly rotate!
"How is this possible?! There really is such a divine skill in this world that can turn the tables!"

In an inconspicuous corner of the stands, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and exuding a deep and composed aura suddenly stood up. His eyes, hidden beneath the hat, were fixed on the field, and his voice trembled with extreme shock.

As the master of the "Spell-based Sect," who was proficient in all kinds of spells, he naturally understood the terrifying truth behind this seemingly simple cycle!

"I rely on!"

On the other side, Wang Ye, who had been leaning against the railing and looking rather lazy, suddenly cursed.

As the master of "Feng Hou Qi Men," one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, he can also "turn the four plates."

However, the way he and Zhuge Qing reached an agreement was completely different.

Ordinary Qimen practitioners are like mobile phone users.

The vast amount of calculation involved in Qimen Dunjia has long been simplified and summarized by our predecessors, and transformed into various "sets" to deal with different times and directions.

This is similar to pre-packaged software apps on a mobile phone. When a situation arises, you can simply call the corresponding app, which is convenient and quick, but you cannot change its core.

His "Feng Hou Qi Men" is like a mobile phone system developer.

He gained a crucial new dimension—time. He can use his own spine as a timeline and adjust the flow of time within his own "microcosm" to forcibly influence the "circumstances" of the external world, making the "APP," which should have been fixed, operate according to his will.

But right now, Zhuge Qing on the field... he's not using the app, nor is he acting as a hacker.

Instead, it directly reprograms and performs calculations on the underlying code of the entire Qimen Dunjia "operating system" in real time!
The mental burden of this algorithm is enough to burn out any warlock's brain instantly.

But he... actually did it!

Is it because of the power of Zhuge Liang behind it?

As a synonym for wisdom, it's not unacceptable that Zhuge Liang possessed such abilities.
But... this is troublesome...

A helpless smile appeared on Wang Ye's lips.

It seems like he... can't beat them.

[Heh... The Zhuge family lad does have some skills, but... little Taoist, do you think you've mastered everything about Feng Hou? You're seriously underestimating this heaven-defying destiny...]

Just then, a slightly mocking voice suddenly rang in Wang Ye's ears.

"Ok?"

Wang Ye subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, but what he saw made him freeze in place.

Because it was actually a bird?!
(End of this chapter)