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

At the edge of the altar, three young Onmyoji who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly jumped up.

The three of them stood blocking the steps, each holding a talisman covered in incantations, their faces contorted with rage as they prepared to summon their shikigami.

Zhang Tianyi stopped and tilted his head to look at them.

"Do you guys have some unrealistic fantasies about your fighting abilities?"

Zhang Tianyi sighed and suddenly exerted force with his feet.

"boom!"

The mud and water exploded.

Before the three Onmyoji could even throw out their talismans, Zhang Tianyi had already slipped into their midst like a ghost.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap.

The one on the left spun around three times on the spot, his mouth full of teeth mixed with blood spurting out, and he fainted on the spot.

"boom!"

Immediately following this, a front kick.

The one on the right was kicked and flew out like a tattered sack, crashing into the wooden stake behind him. He went limp without uttering a sound.

The one in the middle was so frightened that he dropped the talisman on the ground, and his legs were trembling.

"Get out of my way, don't delay me from picking someone up from get off work."

Zhang Tianyi reached out and grabbed his collar, then casually threw him into a muddy puddle nearby.

The whole process took less than three seconds.

The three young protective mages were wiped out like trash before they could even finish casting a spell.

Zhang Tianyi clapped his hands, stepped onto the stone steps, and arrived at the center of the altar.

When he finally stood in front of Song Yuntao, even the usually carefree Zhang Tianyi frowned deeply.

It's too awful.

I couldn't see it clearly from a distance, but now that I'm closer, Song Yuntao doesn't look like a human being at all.

His entire body was enveloped in a thick, blood-red cocoon that seemed to writhe like a living creature.

The black runes drawn on his skin now resembled bloodsucking leeches, rising and falling with his heartbeat.

Each flash greedily drained the pure Taoist essence from his body.

Lao Ba's face had turned ashen and dejected, and his lips were cracked and bleeding.

"Eighth Brother".

Zhang Tianyi squatted down, her voice unconsciously softening considerably, as if she were coaxing a sleeping child:

"Wake up. Don't sleep here. Your master made the kitchen stew your favorite braised pork tonight. If you go back late, even the broth will be snatched up by those starving devils, Big Ears."

Song Yuntao showed no reaction; only his faint breathing proved that he was still alive.

"Tsk, you're sleeping soundly. Alright, your senior brother will take you home now."

Zhang Tianyi stood up and extended his right hand.

A streak of purple lightning began to leap from his fingertips.

As long as the connections between these blood cocoons are severed and these disgusting incantations are burned away, Lao Ba can save his life!

"Bah!"

Zhang Tianyi precisely controlled his strength, and the lightning at his fingertips transformed into an extremely thin lightning blade, gently slicing towards the thickest blood-red incantation on Song Yuntao's arm.

however!

The moment the lightning blade touched the surface of the blood cocoon!

A sudden change has occurred!

"crystal!!!"

The entire altar burst forth with a blinding red light!

The lightning bolt that should have severed the incantation was instead drawn into Song Yuntao's body by an irresistible suction force along the blood-red threads!

"puff--!!!"

Song Yuntao, who had been unconscious, suddenly had his eyes bulge out.

A large mouthful of thick, black, foul-smelling blood gushed out of his mouth, splattering all over Zhang Tianyi!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuntao let out a bloodcurdling scream that seemed to tear his soul apart!

The runes on his body, stimulated by the lightning, seemed to turn into red-hot wires.

It dug deep into his flesh, emitting a nauseating, burnt smell.

Holy crap!

Zhang Tianyi's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat!

He didn't have time to think; he instinctively pulled his right hand back.

In order to forcibly sever the lightning magic he had released, he did not hesitate to reverse his meridians and forcefully swallow back the violent lightning power!

"Well!"

The violent backlash from this forced withdrawal was like a sledgehammer smashing into your chest.

Zhang Tianyi lost his footing and stumbled back two large steps, a glaring red stain spilling from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't care about wiping away the blood. His eyes were fixed on Song Yuntao, who was convulsing in pain on the stone platform. His chest heaved violently, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"Hahahahaha!"

midair.

Abe Mudo, who was being chased around by Zhang Huaiyi's golden slap, saw this scene below.

He immediately burst into an extremely arrogant and mocking laugh.

"Stop chopping! Why aren't you chopping anymore?!"

"You think you're so great, Lei Fa?!"

Abe Mudou abruptly slapped away Zhang Huaiyi's attack, hovering in mid-air, pointing down at Zhang Tianyi with a smug look on his face:

"You idiot from China! Do you think this is some ordinary barrier?!"

"This is a 'Blood Lock of Shared Fate' that I specially made for the true qi of your Celestial Master's Mansion!"

"As long as he remains at the core of this formation, any external attack will be directly reflected back at him by the formation!"

Abe's utterly depraved laughter contorted his facial features:

"Once the sacrifice begins, it must never be interrupted by force!"

"Aren't you supposed to have profound cultivation? Aren't you supposed to have domineering lightning techniques? The harder you exert yourself, the faster your precious junior brother will die!!!"

"The battle formations of the Great Japanese Empire are unsolvable!"

Abe, in a display of utter arrogance, pointed his finger at the muddy ground:

"Now, I'm giving you a choice. Kneel down right now!"

"Kowtowing and submitting to the gods of my empire! Hand over the cultivation techniques of your Celestial Master's Mansion!"

If I'm in a good mood, I might leave this kid a decent corpse. Otherwise, you'll just have to watch him be sucked dry until he's a dried-up corpse!

Chapter 352 The Last Moments of Life

The night rain poured down.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi's eyes turned red with anger:

"I'll fuck your grandma! Second Brother, don't listen to this old dog's farts! I'm going to tear him apart right now!"

But Zhang Tianyi, standing on the altar, was unusually quiet.

He kept his head down.

Rain dripped down his hair, obscuring his eyes.

"Cannot be interrupted... the harder you try, the faster you'll die..."

Zhang Tianyi murmured these words softly.

He looked at Song Yuntao, who was still unconsciously convulsing in pain on the stone platform.

Looking at Lao Ba's face, which was originally handsome but now looked like a withered ghost.

Suddenly, the stern, almost harsh, instructions from my master before I descended the mountain flashed through my mind:

"Tianyi, the power of thunder within you is too domineering; your mortal body simply cannot withstand this power."

After descending the mountain, remember not to get angry or force anything. Otherwise... your physical body will collapse, and even a god couldn't save you!

Yes, Master said we mustn't act recklessly.

but……

"But he's my junior brother!!!"

An unprecedented rage, almost completely consuming reason.

It exploded from the depths of Zhang Tianyi's heart!

This anger was too pure, too violent.

In addition, the illusionary realm constructed by the Yata Mirror has the bizarre ability to infinitely amplify the dark side of one's heart and emotions!

With the help of the formation.

Zhang Tianyi's rationality began to waver slightly.