One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The two shovels spun in her hands, creating afterimages, not only scattering the cement dust that approached them, but also forming two huge whirlwinds, making them look like two human helicopters!

Zhang Tianyi, who was in the center position, made a move.

He simply raised his hands slowly.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!

At this moment, he controlled the innate lightning element within his body with exquisite precision.

Countless purple arcs of electricity spilled from his fingertips, drawing out dazzling purple streaks in the air as he turned his wrist!

"Flower Hand - Purple Aurora Lightning Shake!!"

As the music's drumbeats swelled, Zhang Tianyi's hand speed reached its peak!

"Golden Hammer!!"

Zhang Tianyi stomped her foot suddenly.

boom!

A purple ring of lightning emanated from him and spread outwards, directly shocking the dozens of members of the Funeral Love Family, causing their wigs to fly off to the ground.

At the same time, Zhang Tianyi sang loudly along with the rhythm of the music:

"Ultraman, Ultraman~ Fight monsters, fight monsters~"

"Buy a watch, buy a watch~ Slim waist, slim waist~"

......

"Holy crap!! An electrified flower hand?!"

"This is the legendary... Lightning Poison Dragon Drill?!"

"So cool!! This is the real social dance! It's got built-in special effects!!"

The crowd went wild, their screams drowning out the sound of the speakers.

They had no idea that the people in front of them were "superpowered individuals," and would only assume that these were high-tech special effects.

With Zhang Chulan's golden backdrop and Feng Baobao's wind support, Zhang Tianyi looked like a god on this stage!

A god who controls earthiness and lightning!

……

Just as the atmosphere in the square reached its climax, and everyone's attention was drawn to Zhang Tianyi's incredibly cool lightning-themed hand gestures.

Inside an inconspicuous black sedan at the edge of the square.

Shen Chong, one of the four madmen of Quanxing, was holding binoculars and staring intently at the figure who was frantically outputting in the center of the stage.

He looked at Zhang Tianyi, who was completely unguarded and immersed in the dance battle, and a sneer of triumph curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh... He really is a brainless madman."

Shen Chong put down his binoculars, turned to look at Xia He in the passenger seat, his eyes full of smugness:

"Look how much fun he's having."

"What Tian Shu Zhenren, what Old Celestial Master's junior brother... Once we grasp his weakness, he's nothing more than a puppet on a string in our hands."

Xia He leaned back lazily in her chair, gazing at the purple lightning in the distance, a strange light flashing in her eyes:

"But to be honest... this guy's shaking is really energetic. That waist strength... tsk tsk."

"Alright, stop being so lewd."

Yuan Tao, sitting in the back seat, toyed with the Nine Dragons Spear in his hand and said in a sinister tone:

"Now that the most dangerous obstacle has been lured down the mountain, and it looks like we won't have enough fun for a while."

"Then our plan... can begin."

Shen Chong nodded, took out his phone, and sent the pre-edited command in a group called "All-Sex Carnival Night".

Only two words:

【Hands on】

……

at the same time.

Longhu Mountain, the back mountain.

The tranquility of the mountains and forests, which had been somewhat quiet since the end of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, was suddenly shattered by countless dark figures.

"The other participants have all gone down the mountain."

"Brothers! The opportunity has arrived!"

"Charge! Burn down the Celestial Master's Mansion! Seize the Heavenly Record!"

"I, Cao Dewang, must exchange a few blows with the Old Master today!!"

"Nobody can stop me today! I, Cao Deshuang, am the Old Master's opponent!"

The Quanxing demons, who had been lurking in the shadows, completely tore off their disguises the moment they received the signal.

They no longer hide, no longer suppress their feelings.

One by one, they sprang out of the shadows like hungry wolves, howling as they charged toward the vital points of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Fires began to ignite in the mountains and forests.

The shouts of battle instantly shattered the tranquility of the Taoist sect.

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

The patrolling Taoist priest had barely uttered a terrified cry when he was struck down by a flash of cold light.

The inner courtyard of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The old Taoist master Zhang Zhiwei, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

He looked out the window at the towering flames, but showed no sign of panic.

But those eyes, which had originally held a hint of kindness, now became as deep and cold as an ancient well.

"Finally...it's here."

The old Celestial Master slowly stood up, straightened his robes, and spoke in a terrifyingly calm tone:

"Rongshan".

"Disciple is here!" Rong Shan pushed open the door and entered, his face full of anxiety.

"Go and guard your Uncle Tian. Remember, even if you die, you cannot let anyone come near that courtyard."

"Yes!!" Rong Shan accepted the order and left.

The old celestial master walked to the door, looked down at the direction where purple lightning was still flashing and it seemed to be dancing wildly, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

“The fools of the Quanxing.”

"Do you think that by luring the tiger away, you can become king of the mountain?"

As the old celestial master stepped out of the threshold, golden light suddenly burst forth from his body, like a lighthouse in the dark night.

"Since the second brother is having fun down the mountain, then this old Taoist priest... will stay up on the mountain with you little brats and stretch your muscles."

……

The square at the foot of the mountain.

"857! 857!"

Zhang Tianyi was still waving his hands passionately, purple lightning dancing at his fingertips.

But beneath those sunglasses, his eyes, which had always held a smile, narrowed slightly for a moment.

His mind was always open.

It covers the entire Longhu Mountain.

In that instant, he heard shouts of battle from the mountain, and also the greedy, maniacal laughter of the Quanxing demons.

"Ah……"

Zhang Tianyi continued what he was doing while inwardly sneering.

"Finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

He glanced at Zhang Chulan, who was still acting as a human disco ball, and Feng Baobao, who was having a great time playing with a shovel.

"Go ahead and play, play a little longer."

"Once everyone has arrived..."

"Let's go up again... and collect the kills."

Zhang Tianyi suddenly increased the force, and with a burst of energy, blew away the wig of the red-haired youth who was still spraying cement.

"Keep the music playing! Keep dancing!!"

"Nobody's getting any sleep tonight!!"

Chapter 36 Tickets are 260? Smash them!

Longhu Mountain, front mountain scenic area.

The once tranquil and peaceful Taoist ancestral temple now resembled a chaotic bonfire party.

However, the bonfire wasn't burning firewood; it was burning the ticket office of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

"Hahaha! That's awesome! That's fucking awesome!"

A cult member with a green mohawk is brandishing a burning wooden stick and unleashing a torrent of fire at the ticket hall that has just been set ablaze.

"You charge 260 yuan for admission! You don't give discounts to students! You sell bottled water for five yuan!"

"Brothers! Smash it! Tear down that sign that says 'Scan to Pay' and burn it as firewood!"