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Chapter 104 Divine Intervention [Donated by Panda Eating Tomatoes, Alliance Leader]

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Just as Duoling issued his second warning, Liu Zhimin's heart was pounding and his palms were sweating, but a fierce determination to not give up and an urgent desire to help surged up his head.

She gritted her teeth, and almost instinctively, turned the fully drawn bow sharply towards the eerie shrine, releasing her grip—

"Whoosh!"

The long arrow shot out from the bow and flew straight toward the terrifying rag doll in the center of the shrine!

But when the arrow was still a foot away from the shrine, it seemed to have hit a completely transparent but indestructible wall!

"clang!"

A crisp, metallic clang rang out!

The arrow not only failed to advance, but bounced back at an even faster speed, and the shaft even bent due to the huge impact!

"Watch out!" Liu Zhimin exclaimed.

The rebounding arrow, like an out-of-control stray bullet, grazed the outside of Shin Yuna's arm as she tried to turn the doorknob!

"Ah—!" Shen Youna felt a chill on her arm, followed by a burning pain.

She looked down and saw a shallow, inch-long bloodstain on her fair arm, from which blood was rapidly seeping out.

Seeing this, Liu Zhimin felt both regret and anxiety. She rushed over to support Shen Youna, who was trembling with fear and almost had her legs give way. "Kenchana?" she asked. While checking the wound, she tried to lead Shen Youna towards the door. "Quick, let's get out of here!"

Shen Youna's face was deathly pale as she was mechanically dragged to the door by Liu Zhimin.

Liu Zhimin reached out to twist the doorknob that Shen Youna had just locked, but it wouldn't budge!

She twisted the door several more times, even banging her shoulder against it, but the seemingly ordinary door remained firmly locked, as if welded shut, isolating her from the outside world.

"The door—the door won't open!" Liu Zhimin's heart sank to the bottom.

At the same time, seeing that they couldn't escape, a resolute glint flashed in Jie Duoling's eyes.

Ignoring the blood that had spilled from the corner of her mouth due to the backlash, she quickly pulled out a stack of yellow talismans from her bosom, bit her fingertip, and used her blood as a medium to quickly draw twisted runes on the talismans!

Then he chanted incantations and lit the talismans one by one, throwing them toward the shrine entrance that was emitting cold air!

"Bang! Bang!" The burning talismans turned into fireballs and crashed into the shrine, but when they came into contact with the invisible barrier at the entrance of the cave, they exploded and went out like water splashing against a reef.

Even a small portion of the flames and chaotic spiritual energy surged back and impacted Jie Duoling.

"Pfft—!" Jie Duoling spat out another mouthful of blood, staggered, and looked even more ashen-faced, clearly suffering a severe backlash.

The protective power of this evil shrine far exceeded her expectations!

Just as her spellcasting was thwarted, a strange change occurred inside the dark shrine!

A thick, blackish-gray smoke, seemingly mixed with incense ash, blood, and decaying matter, gushed forth from the depths of the shrine like boiling mud!

The smoke quickly filled the hidden space and began to spread into the practice room, carrying a chilling cold and a nauseating odor.

Even more terrifying was that the smoke wasn't drifting aimlessly; instead, it twisted, swirled, and condensed in mid-air—

Indistinctly, it outlined a blurry, childlike silhouette!

Although his features were indistinct, his pure, cold malice was like a real icicle, piercing every living person in the room!

"Ahhhhhh!" Shin Yuna witnessed this unimaginable, soul-piercingly terrifying scene. Her mind went blank, and even her scream got stuck in her throat, leaving only the sound of her teeth chattering.

He couldn't even stand up straight, and only Liu Zhimin's support kept him from collapsing to the ground.

In fact, Liu Zhimin was also terrified, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

But she forced herself to calm down, gripped the bow tightly in her hand, and used her other hand to support Shen Youna, staring in horror at the gradually forming smoky humanoid figure.

Jie Duoling wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at the evil spirit that was about to solidify completely, glanced at the door that could not be opened and the two terrified girls, and a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes!

Then the young witch abruptly threw away the broken summoning bell in her hand, took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

She stood with her feet apart, adopting an ancient stance, and quickly formed a complex hand seal in front of her chest. Although her breathing was unsteady and her face was pale, her voice suddenly became high-pitched and sharp as she chanted the incantation.

With a reckless and frenzied rhythm, it was determined to forcibly incite chaos!

"The omnipresent divine might of the General! By blood and spirit! Your disciple, Jie Duoling, humbly beseeches the Killing General, Lord Cui Yuan, to descend swiftly! Slay evil and exorcise demons, and protect me!"

Seongbuk-gu, dormitory for international students at Korea University.

Cui Shi'an was searching in front of his computer for historical documents about the Tang-Luo War, trying to find clues related to his past life.

Suddenly, he stopped moving.

It seems to be in my ear—

A very faint sound rang out.

It sounded like Jie Duoling was chanting something, but the voice was ethereal and uncertain, as if it were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, or like a ripple rising directly from the depths of consciousness.

He frowned, initially thinking it was a hallucination.

But then, the sound gradually became clearer!

No longer indistinct syllables, but a continuous chanting of incantations with an urgent rhythm.

It was the voice of Jieduoling!

Interspersed within it was a peculiar call, as if it were a telepathic cleansing.

He jumped up from the chair in a flash.

He instinctively rushed to the window, pushed it open, and gazed into the distance towards the eastern part of the city.

As the sun sets, the skyline is fragmented by the city's skyscrapers.

Cui Shi'an focused his mind and calmed his spirit. Dark golden light flowed in his eyes, and vertical pupils quietly appeared. His vision instantly penetrated ordinary light and shadow, capturing the faint "qi" and wandering fragments of spiritual light that flowed in the air and were invisible to ordinary people.

However, he was too far away to see anything except the perpetual, dark "cloud" above the city, formed by countless desires.

But the chanting in my ears grew louder and more urgent!

The sound was no longer just an auditory perception, but more like a pull that directly affects the soul.

It was as if an invisible thread was tightly tied to the core of his consciousness, pulling it desperately!

Cui Shi'an's heart sank suddenly.

This is not an ordinary prayer or invocation —

It seems that Jieduoling is forcibly "stirring up trouble"!

Using herself as a medium and altar, she burned her spirituality, opened her mind, and made a request to the "deity" with whom she had made a pact of incense offerings—that is, him!

It seems she's encountered a major problem! And a life-or-death crisis that would make her risk everything and cause chaos!

With that thought in mind, Cui Shi'an no longer hesitated. He quickly retreated to the center of the room, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then closed his eyes.

He no longer tries to see with his eyes.

Instead, he immersed his entire mind in the increasingly intense call.

Empty your mind and accept that pull.

Following the connection channel established by the incense chart in the dark, one actively "delivers" their consciousness there.

This is an unprecedented experience.

It felt as if my soul had left my body, or as if I were drifting in a turbulent river of thoughts.

The wind howled in my ears, and before my eyes were blurry fragments of bizarre and rapidly flashing images. I don't know how much time had passed.

Perhaps it will only last for a moment.

It may feel like a year.

Immediately afterwards, Cui Shi'an felt dizzy.

Then came the feeling of heaviness, constraint, and—a severe sluggishness of the five senses.

It seemed as if a gentle breeze had swept by.

Cui Shi'an opened his eyes again.

He found himself in a dimly lit, dusty, and chilly basement.

Vision was blurry, as if looking through a thick, constantly shifting frosted glass; the edges of all objects were blurred, making it difficult to focus.

The hearing was even worse, as if I had been stuffed into cheap noise-canceling headphones, and the sounds from the outside world became distant, muffled, and intermittent.

Even so, he still managed to pinpoint the source of the crisis immediately!

Not far ahead, in mid-air, a thick, impenetrable cloud of blackish-gray smoke was violently churning and writhing.

Inside, one can vaguely see the face of a child, with a ferocious expression and a look of resentment, rapidly solidifying!

The chilling evil, like a tangible icicle, stung the skin of this body.

At the same time, he caught a familiar voice in his ear. Although it was muffled, he was certain he hadn't misheard: "Wizard! Is there any other way?? The door—the door won't open!!"

It's Liu Zhimin's voice!

Cui Shi'an turned his head with difficulty, almost stiffly.

In his blurry, double vision, he saw Liu Zhimin and a tall, red-haired girl trembling with fear, both of them with terror written all over their faces.

Meanwhile, Liu Zhimin was anxiously tugging at "his" arm.

Holy crap! What is she doing here?!

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