The sequence is too involutional, luckily I am too.

Chapter 176 Summoning the Demon God? The Mystic Professor Advances

"It's over, it's over, I'm really doomed this time!"

In a secluded corner of the floating island, Fang Xiu tightly gripped the [Faceless Man] card, his whole body tense, doing his best to suppress his aura, even his breathing was extremely light.

Through the eerie vision he had set up beforehand, he witnessed Lu Yan single-handedly slaughter sixteen apostles of the evil god and shatter the divine bone altar with a single strike.

This scene, though shocking, was not beyond his expectations, since he had never regarded Lu Yan as a normal person.

However, Xue Hanyi's sudden appearance completely turned his biggest worry into reality.

They meticulously planned a siege of the court, unaware that the court had already laid a trap to capture them all!

The fact that Chu Sheng, Shen Chuan, and Xue Hanyi were transferred away and remained hidden for so long was all a trap set by the court to lure them into rashly carrying out the plan!

"He could have easily survived to invincibility, but he insisted on going out and causing trouble!"

Fang Xiu cursed inwardly and immediately resolved not to show himself again, hoping to escape this catastrophic disaster by sheer luck.

If all else fails, we'll have to use one of the Ferryman's escape slots.

Thank goodness, he went through tremendous effort to replenish the quota used in Shelter 056, and before he could even enjoy it, he had to use it again.

Just then, the strange god imprint deep within Fang Xiu's soul suddenly trembled violently, and a cold, unquestionable command directly entered his consciousness.

This was not an instruction given specifically to Fang Xiu, but a mandatory instruction issued by the Death Saints to all surviving believers on the Death Path.

"Self-sacrifice—"

Fang Xiu's expression changed drastically. Without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed himself in the heart with a backhand.

He knew better than anyone that there were two kinds of sacrifices: one was to sacrifice the flesh and soul of others in exchange for a meager blessing from the evil god.

Another extreme form is self-sacrifice that leads to mutual destruction. Using the mark of the evil god as a medium, one sacrifices one's soul, flesh and blood, and even extraordinary power to the evil god in order to leverage the power of the evil god and summon a wisp of its projection to descend into the world.

This was a desperate act, and even with the Ferryman in his grasp, Fang Xiu couldn't guarantee a safe escape.

But he knew even better that the Death Saints were already at their wits' end. They were going to use the souls of all the Death Believers as sacrifices to forcibly summon the "Death God" to descend and perish together with the Inquisition!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu endured the excruciating pain and tore his own heart apart.

The next instant, the [Ferryman] activated, an invisible force enveloped Fang Xiu's soul, and he fled this place of trouble at high speed.

But halfway there, the ferryman seemed to sense something and quietly changed direction.

There, a more attractive physical body exists.

The instant his soul left his body, his flesh exploded, blood and flesh splattering everywhere. Before he even hit the ground, he was pulled by an invisible force and sped toward the arena.

That was the pull of the sacrificial ritual; the flesh and soul of all believers would become nourishment for the projection of the evil god.

Wherever they were, only a few fragments of clothing and a [Faceless Man] card remained, shimmering in the dim light.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Muyun.

The five elders, who had remained inactive until now, all changed their expressions the moment they saw Xue Hanyi arrive.

"It seems the court never included our Muyun Cloud from the beginning," Lin Mu sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness.

"I told you we shouldn't have waited! You all insisted on watching and waiting, and now look what happened, it's too late!"

Zhou Tianqing, his face full of resentment, slammed his fist into the wall, instantly causing the wall to crack with spiderweb-like patterns.

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Their original plan was to wait until the battle reached its climax and both sides were severely weakened before making their move. This would allow them to turn the tide, make the Tribunal owe Mu Yun a huge favor, and reap the greatest benefits.

However, Xue Hanyi's appearance completely shattered this plan.

Everyone knows that although Xue Hanyi is the youngest of the six chief judges, she is by no means the weakest.

With her and Xue Jiansheng working together, even if they couldn't kill the four saints, they would be able to keep them occupied. Their reappearance now is just hindsight and brings no benefit whatsoever.

"It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost; be prepared to take action."

Xiang Ling slowly stood up and calmly ended the argument.

Although the best opportunity for Mu Yun to soar to new heights was missed, the battle was not over yet, and there was still a chance.

He absolutely refused to believe that the followers of the Evil God only had this much to offer.

Upon hearing this, the other four elders also suppressed their resentment and scheming, and nodded in agreement.

We can't eat the fatty meat, but we absolutely can't miss the remaining soup.

Just then, beams of blood-red light suddenly shot up from every corner of the Primordial Sanctuary, their blinding red light illuminating half the sky and instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"It's a blood sacrifice! No, it's a summoning array! They're planning to summon the Demon God directly!"

Lin Mu gasped in shock, his expression changing drastically.

Xiang Ling, standing to the side, had a deep look in his eyes and murmured with an inscrutable expression, "The opportunity that belongs to Mu Yun has finally arrived—"

Rewind a few minutes to the fighting arena.

The intense battle fluctuations emanating from the direction of the Divine Tree Palace instantly attracted the attention of Lu Yan and his group.

Although they were far apart, the powerful aura emanating from the four saints still made everyone's hearts pound.

Especially when they saw Xue Jiansheng facing four saints alone, everyone's expressions became solemn.

"Where are the first and fourth judges? Why haven't I seen them?" Wang Chengye, whose severed arm had not yet fully healed, asked anxiously.

"The teacher needs to guard the core of the divine tree and cannot leave even for a moment." Xiao Yiren explained with a helpless expression, "As for Judge Wan, he needs to stay in the rear to guard against other backup plans of the believers of the Ghost God, so he cannot leave either."

"So, you're leaving Judge Xue to face the enemy alone?"

Chen Qi couldn't help but sneer, secretly thinking to himself, "No wonder the old men of Muyun dare not open their hearts to the Tribunal. Anyone would be wary of such scheming."

Xiao Yiren opened her mouth, about to continue explaining, when suddenly a cold yet powerful aura appeared above the Divine Tree Palace.

"That's—Sixth Judge Xue Hanyi!"

Chen Qi and the others were all stunned. They turned to look at Xiao Yiren, who looked "innocent" beside them, and suddenly realized that the Tribunal had anticipated this situation and had hidden Xue Hanyi around them long ago, just waiting to make a move at the crucial moment.

They said Lu Yan hadn't reacted at all, which meant he obviously already knew.

"Even with Judge Xue Hanyi joining, isn't two against four still a bit too overconfident?"

Shen Xi frowned slightly, her tone filled with worry.

His father, Shen Chuan, and Chu Ci's father, Chu Sheng, have not returned to this day. This plan is ultimately too risky.

Moreover, given the modus operandi of the Mysterious Gods, they certainly don't only have these methods.

Before the words were even finished, the Death Believers, who had been struggling with the court investigators, suddenly froze and then exploded.

Wisps of pitch-black death energy surged from their bodies, carrying fragments of flesh and blood, rapidly coalescing in mid-air, and finally transforming into a phantom of a death god dressed in red, with a blurred face and wielding a scythe.

This is the prototype of the Death God's projection, and also the core product of self-sacrifice.

These red-clad grim reapers varied in size, some as small as infants, while others were no different from adults.

Clearly, this is directly related to the strength of the sacrificer.

The other followers of the Ghost God were stunned at the sight, but the next second, the red-clad Death Gods attacked all the Ghost God followers present without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Moreover, the blood piled up on the fighting arena was forcibly drawn into the body by the Red-Clad Death God, making its aura increasingly solid.

"It's self-sacrifice! They want to use the souls and flesh of all their believers to forcibly summon the god of death!"

Xiao Yiren saw through the strange ritual at a glance, and immediately ignited a pure, holy flame, rushing towards the nearest red-clad Grim Reaper.

She knew better than anyone that summoning the evil god was no easy task; otherwise, humanity would have been wiped out by the evil god long ago.

But she never expected that these followers of the evil god would be so crazy as to risk their own complete destruction to manipulate the power of the evil god.

Fortunately, this sacrificial summoning is not unstoppable. As long as the red-clad Grim Reaper is destroyed before it fully solidifies, the summoning ritual will be interrupted.

The others also immediately realized the seriousness of the crisis and rushed to help.

Ning Ran was the fastest. She leaped into the air, wielded the Yama Blade, and cleaved a red-clad death god in two with a single strike.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the shattered red-clad Grim Reaper instantly split into two smaller phantoms, fleeing in different directions to continue reaping the souls and flesh of the surrounding believers of the evil god.

What alarmed everyone even more was that crimson pillars of light were rising from every corner of the Primordial Sanctuary, and each pillar was giving rise to new red-clad Grim Reapers, their numbers growing ever larger.

"Damn it, we can't kill them all at this rate!"

Chen Qi and the others tried their best, but found that their attacks were mostly futile and could not cause any effective damage to the red-clothed Grim Reaper.

Only Xiao Yiren's sacred flames could completely destroy a red-clad Grim Reaper with each strike.

The divine attribute's ability to restrain the power of the evil god was on full display at this moment.

"Is it due to the strength of a Sequence 5, or the advantage of the Holy attribute? Or both?"

Lu Yan seemed to be deep in thought. He glanced at the system panel, looked at the already full promotion progress bar, and clicked on it directly.

"Never mind, I'll get promoted first!"

[Arcane Professor (100%): Can be promoted!]

In an instant, Lu Yan's consciousness once again left his body, drawn by a mysterious force, and plunged into that familiar yet profound unknown space.

This space has no boundaries, only boundless glimmers of light and a flowing torrent of knowledge.

He could clearly see the phantom representing the "Mystic Professor" sequence, immersed in endless research.

By deducing sequences, refining secret techniques, and absorbing knowledge, the aura around him gradually became more condensed and powerful.

After an unknown amount of time, the illusory figure finally stopped moving, a glint of enlightenment flashing in its eyes.

He raised his hand and gathered a wisp of pure spiritual power. Using his own spiritual nodes as the foundation, he meticulously outlined and constructed a precise and complete secret technique model. Then, he drew upon the extraordinary power within his body, which flowed slowly along the patterns of the model.

A powerful and refined secret technique can be released with bare hands without any extraordinary materials or secret manuals!

The next instant, Lu Yan's consciousness suddenly returned to his physical body.

Promotion successful!

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