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

These light patterns, like human blood vessels, spread rapidly along the walls and dome.

"Old Qing! What are those words on the wall?!"

Zhang Chulan pointed at the eerie symbols that appeared in the red light, his hair standing on end.

Zhuge Qing squinted and examined it carefully for a moment, his usually composed face immediately turning ashen:

"That's not Japanese..."

"It looks like... the Great Seal script from the pre-Qin period?!"

The voice just fell.

An ancient, majestic, yet infinitely arrogant voice resounded throughout every corner of the temple and even deep within everyone's minds!

"A thousand years..."

"A thousand years of solitude..."

"Am I finally going to gather all the sacred materials I need?!"

The voice didn't come from anyone's mouth at all.

It's like the bricks and stones of this great hall are breathing, like the dome above is whispering.

The entire Takamagahara Shrine was the source of that voice.

A terrifying soul shock, far surpassing all previous pressures, swept across the entire area like a category 12 typhoon!

"Fake!"

William grunted and knelt on one knee.

He felt as if a blender had been stuffed into his head.

Lucy and the others clutched their heads in agony and curled up on the ground like shrimp.

On the Chinese team's side.

The Qimen Dunjia formation beneath Wang Ye's feet flickered instantly, attempting to resist this indiscriminate mental attack.

However, the light from the formation flickered unpredictably, clearly indicating that it was under a heavy load.

Zhang Chulan leaned against a stone pillar, biting his tongue and circulating his vital energy to barely maintain his consciousness.

"I'll fuck your grandma..."

Zhang Chulan gasped in pain and roared at the top of his lungs towards the sky above the main hall:

"Who the hell is this?! What's with the loudspeaker act?! Show yourself if you dare!"

"Pre-Qin Great Seal Script? Isn't this damn island Japanese territory? What the hell are you trying to pull?!"

Just as Zhang Chulan was cursing and swearing...

Zhang Lingyu, who had been silent all along, slowly straightened up.

His usually cold eyes were now filled with an unprecedented solemnity.

There was even a hint of shock.

"Chu Lan, be quiet."

Zhang Lingyu's voice was extremely deep:

"During the pre-Qin period, they crossed the sea to the east."

"Using immortality as bait, they vainly attempt to change the course of fate..."

He raised his head, surveyed the surrounding red light pulsating like veins, and slowly uttered the name:

"Xu Fu!"

"What?!"

Zhang Chulan's chin almost hit the ground.

"Xu Fu? That big swindler who searched for the elixir of immortality for Qin Shi Huang and then ran away with three thousand boys and girls?!"

Zhang Chulan felt like his brain wasn't working properly:

"Junior Uncle, stop fooling around! It's been over two thousand years, that old thief would have rotted to ashes long ago, even if he ate preservatives!"

"He truly no longer has a physical body."

Zhuge Qing pointed to the walls around him that were glowing red, his tone chilling:

"Haven't you figured it out yet? In order to prolong his life, he transformed himself into some kind of spiritual entity."

"This entire temple... is just his shell!"

These words were like a thunderclap out of nowhere, completely shattering the nerves of everyone present.

William, enduring the excruciating pain in his brain, struggled to lift his head.

His eyes were filled with rage as he stared intently at the Japanese team, who lay slumped on the ground in front of the altar.

"Abe Genyoshi!"

William roared through gritted teeth:

"You despicable Japanese! Is this a conspiracy orchestrated by your organizers?!"

"Using us as sacrifices to resurrect the old monster in your ancestral graves?!"

Zhang Chulan reacted even faster; he immediately jumped out from behind the pillar, pointed at the Japanese team's nose, and started cursing:

"Alright! I knew you guys were up to no good!"

"What kind of exchange competition is this? They're just using that damn 'Longevity Elixir' as bait to lure young geniuses from all over the world to deliver takeout to this old zombie?!"

"That was a really dirty trick of yours!"

Chapter 398 A false alarm? Old man, you seem a bit shaken!

Faced with the combined condemnation from Zhang Chulan and William.

Abe Genji was trembling all over.

His face was filled with a bewilderment more devastated than anyone else's.

"No...that's not it!"

Yuan Yi shook his head frantically, shouting helplessly:

"I don't know! I really don't know!"

"Our elders only told us that as long as we obtained the Longevity Elixir, we could revitalize the family..."

"We had no idea that this was hidden in the temple! It's a miracle we've worshipped for thousands of years!"

Ashiya Ryo slumped to the ground, staring at his two predecessors with completely unfocused eyes.

Their faith, their pride, became a complete joke at this moment.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Just then, Xu Fu's deafening laughter echoed once again from all around the hall.

"Don't blame these ignorant juniors."

Xu Fu's ethereal voice, filled with mockery and violence, scraped against everyone's ears like a sharp blade:

"They are nothing more than a pack of watchdogs I've kept for the past thousand years!"

The blood-red words on the wall shone brightly.

"Back then, I painstakingly refined that half-finished elixir. I thought it would allow me to shed my mortal form, but instead, I ended up with my physical body crumbling!"

"In order to survive, I have no choice but to reside my soul here!"

Xu Fu's voice became fervent:

But there's always a way out!

"By chance, I separated these three drops of primordial demonic blood."

"Anyone with extraordinary talent who drinks this demonic blood will have their physical body refined to its most perfect state!"

"One in five hundred years ago! One in one hundred years ago!"

Xu Fu seemed quite pleased with his plan:

"They thought they had attained immortality, but little did they know that the demonic blood would take effect the moment the fruit ripened."

"Take away their souls, and recall their perfect bodies to this temple!"

His invisible will hovered above the two people in the center of the hall.

"Look at this, what perfect material!"

"As long as I gather three top-quality bodies, my soul can fuse with them."

"I will be able to completely rid myself of this damned stone! Rebuild my immortal body! Reign supreme over the world!"

A chilling truth!

William's face turned ashen. He finally understood why the Japanese team had been so successful in obtaining the Longevity Elixir earlier.

Because that wasn't a reward at all.

That's a deadly ghost!

"You old monster, you've certainly got a shrewd plan."

Zhang Chulan gripped the watermelon knife tightly, forcing a calm smile as he gave a cold laugh:

"What a pity, it seems you didn't learn math well. All you have are two physical bodies."

"Who are you planning to find to fill this third spot? Do you intend to possess these Japanese devils?"

Judging from their small stature, I doubt they could withstand your extraordinary blessings.

Faced with Zhang Chulan's probing.

Xu Fu was not angry.