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

Chapter 353 Seven Evils Gathering
"Village chief! I've been wronged!"

After a brief moment of panic, Zhao Guizhen suddenly came to her senses, rushed to Ma Xianhong, her face filled with grief and indignation, her voice shrill.

"Although I, Zhao Guizhen, am not from any prestigious sect, I was once a disciple of the Quanzhen School, cultivating tranquility and non-action. How could I commit such an atrocious act of harming children, an act that is both morally reprehensible and abhorrent to both gods and men! This is a frame-up!"

His acting skills were superb; his voice was so moving that it brought tears to the eyes of those who heard it.

The villagers of Biyou Village already had a very good impression of him, and seeing him like this, their hearts immediately turned in their favor.

"Yes, Master Zhao is kind to everyone and even teaches us breathing exercises for health. How could he possibly be a murderer?"

There must be some misunderstanding here!

Looking at the grief-stricken Zhao Guizhen before him, and then at the calm-looking Zhuge Qing in the distance, Ma Xianhong hesitated for a moment.

His original intention in establishing Biyou Village and the new Jie Sect was to provide a place where fellow practitioners could trust and support each other.

“Mr. Zhuge, Master Zhao was once a highly accomplished disciple of the Quanzhen School. I trust his character.”

Could there be some misunderstanding?

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath and began to explain.

"Misunderstand?"

"It seems that Village Chief Ma's ability to judge people still needs improvement."

Zhuge Qing's lips curled into a smile as he spoke and slowly stepped forward.

No one saw his movements clearly; they only saw a blur before their eyes, and a talisman appeared out of thin air at his fingertips.

The Heavenly Record!
Ma Xianhong's pupils suddenly contracted.

He certainly recognized one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills. During the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Zhuge Qing used this skill to suppress the Quanxing masters.

But at this moment, he is not using this technique for combat.

"By imperial decree! Demons and spirits, manifest your forms!"

With a soft shout, the talisman transformed into a stream of light and instantly imprinted itself on Zhao Guizhen's brow!

"what--!"

Zhao Guizhen let out a bloodcurdling scream, and his whole body began to convulse violently.

Then, a dense, black aura, visible to the naked eye, suddenly burst forth from his body!

The black mist was not ordinary smoke; it twisted and tumbled in the air, eventually coalescing into the indistinct outlines of seven children.

Their limbs were missing, their faces were contorted in pain, and their mouths were open in silence, as if they were uttering the most heart-wrenching accusations and cries of agony.

A chilling, malevolent aura swept through the entire area, making everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their bodies shivering with cold.

"This method is called 'Seven Killings Gathering in the Body'."

"Seven boys born in the year, month, and hour of Yin must be found and tortured to death in an extremely cruel manner, so that they are filled with resentment before they die. The more tragic their death, the stronger the power the practitioner will gain after the spell is completed."

These seven unfortunate souls will be forever imprisoned within the caster's body, tormented day and night by resentment, transformed into the most ferocious evil spirits, to be used by the caster.

Zhuge Qing's voice was as cold as ice, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

He paused, his gaze piercing Zhao Guizhen's already distorted face like a sharp sword.

"Am I right, Master Zhao?"

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

The villagers of Biyou Village, whether ordinary people or supernatural beings, all stared in disbelief at the seven vengeful spirits of children hovering and wailing above Zhao Guizhen's head, their faces drained of all color.

They couldn't reconcile the demonic figure before them, possessed by evil spirits, with the sage who usually spoke of profound mysteries and exuded an air of otherworldly wisdom.

The stark contrast caused intense physical discomfort; some people couldn't help but bend over and gag violently.

"Master Zhao... Master Zhao... what... what is this...?"

Ma Xianhong's voice was extremely dry, and his face was ashen.

He wanted to believe his villagers, but the undeniable truth was like a resounding slap across his face.

Seeing that the truth had been completely exposed and there was no possibility of further denial, the panic and grief on Zhao Guizhen's face vanished instantly, replaced by a hysterical madness and resentment.

There is only one way to survive!
"You little beast! You forced me to this! You'd better pay with your life!"

Zhao Guizhen let out a beast-like roar, his eyes turning bloodshot. He suddenly activated the seven vengeful spirits of the children, transforming them into seven black lightning bolts that, accompanied by piercing ghostly howls, rushed towards Zhuge Qing, who stood with his hands behind his back, from all directions!

Capture the thief first and capture the king!
He could see clearly that this young man was the absolute core of the team, and as long as he could kidnap him, he would still have a chance to survive!
Faced with this ferocious attack that could instantly annihilate an ordinary expert, Zhuge Qing didn't even lift an eyelid.

Because... he had absolutely no need to move.

Just as the seven dark figures were about to touch the corner of Zhuge Qingyi's robe—

hum!
A faint, almost imperceptible tremor rang out. Behind Zhuge Qing, the "armored man" clad in crimson armor, who had stood motionless like a statue, stirred.

【Shape Change】

Without any extra movements, just a red afterimage flashed by, and his figure appeared in front of Zhuge Qing like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his right hand, which was covered by metal arm armor, and thrust it out towards the surging black mist in front of him.

This palm strike appeared unremarkable at first glance, yet it seemed to have stirred up the primordial energy between heaven and earth.

The air was compressed rapidly, forming a huge, visible palm print that blotted out the sky.

boom--! ! !
Before the seven ferocious vengeful spirits could even utter a scream, they were instantly evaporated like snow under the scorching sun by the enormous palm print! Zhao Guizhen was hit as if by a heavy hammer, and his whole body flew backward, crashing through several large trees before he landed on the ground in a sorry state, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could struggle to his feet, the man in red armor had already closed in again.

He didn't pursue, but simply raised his left hand.

[The Net of Justice]

hum!
Centered on Zhao Guizhen, a cage of light composed of countless golden Legalist decrees instantly took shape, trapping him firmly within it.

Those ancient seal characters swirled in the air, exuding a cold, majestic, and unquestionable aura.

Zhao Guizhen felt a tremor originating from the depths of his soul, as if all his sins were exposed under the light.

"Trial begins."

A cold, emotionless, electronically synthesized voice emanated from beneath the armor's visor, echoing throughout the valley.

"Zhao Guizhen, over the past three years, has roamed five provinces, abducting and murdering seven boys under the age of ten for the purpose of practicing evil arts. His methods were cruel and inhumane. He violated Articles 1, 3, and 7 of the 'Regulations on the Administration of Public Security in the Realm of Extraordinary People'; and Article 232 of the 'Criminal Law,' for intentional homicide..."

One by one, the charges were coldly read out, becoming laws imposed on Zhao Guizhen.

"No! No! I..."

Zhao Guizhen tried to struggle, but was horrified to find that the Qi in his body seemed to be completely frozen, and he could not use any spells.

Within this mysterious gate constructed of laws, all his power was stripped away.

"...Unforgivable crime. In the name of justice, the sentence is death!"

The moment the words fell, a large sword engulfed in flames appeared out of thin air in the red-armored man's hand.

He raised his hand, and the sword fell.

The sword flashed.

puff!

Zhao Guizhen's head flew into the air, his face still frozen with the last trace of disbelief and terror.

Scalding hot blood gushed out, staining the lush green grass at the entrance of Biyou Village red. The headless corpse swayed twice before collapsing heavily to the ground.

The whole process was clean, efficient, and breathtakingly fast.

Seeing this bloody and shocking scene, the villagers who had just been defending Zhao Guizhen turned pale, their legs went weak, and their stomachs churned.

The "Twelve Superior Talents" standing behind Ma Xianhong had an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

Their shock was far more profound than that of the ordinary villagers.

As experts in their respective fields, they knew very well that Zhao Guizhen's power was already quite formidable the moment he activated "Seven Fiends Gathering Body".

However, even such a master couldn't withstand a single move from that man in red armor.

What they found even more incomprehensible was the methods the other party used...

If... if these armored warriors possess this level of strength, then what is Biyou Village compared to them?
Ma Xianhong's expression was the most complicated, partly because Zhao Guizhen had lied to him, and partly because of the other party's armor.

As the world's top weapon refiner and the master of one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, Divine Refinement, he naturally recognized just how incredible this armor was.

Is the energy source driving it Qi, or something else? How was that burst of speed and power achieved? And how was the Qimen formation that can strip away the abilities of superhumans solidified onto this suit of armor?

The Divine Refinement Technique only accelerated the refining process, but the most important element of a magical artifact is its design blueprints, and the design of this armor surpassed his expectations.

In the midst of this oppressive silence, Zhuge Qing slowly stepped forward, breaking the frozen atmosphere.

He walked past Zhao Guizhen's corpse without even glancing at it, and went straight to Ma Xianhong, whose expression was complicated.

"Village Chief Ma, Biyou Village is openly harboring an A-level wanted criminal. According to regulations, we need to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the village to determine if there are any other accomplices."

His voice wasn't loud, and his tone was polite, but given the dozens of chilling killing machines behind him and the head that had just been severed, his words carried considerable weight.

"I suppose Village Chief Ma wouldn't mind if we went in and investigated?"

Ma Xianhong slowly came to his senses. He glanced at Zhuge Qing's calm eyes, then looked back at the pale-faced, silent villagers and those with superior talents behind him. Finally, his gaze fell on the steel-like torrent of troops.

They were in the wrong first, and were also completely outmatched militarily.

What reason or leverage does he have to refuse?
(End of this chapter)