One person: Orochi, starting with Feng Baobao's Eight Heroes.

"Senior Brother Chen! The Zhen position is about to fall!"

Zhang Shoucheng's hoarse shouts came from afar.

Chen Qi turned his head and saw that the Zhenwei barrier had been broken open, and dozens of Eight Banner soldiers covered in black smoke were rushing in.

Even more terrifying were the three tengu crows, with wingspans of five meters, whose sharp claws brought forth a bloody storm with every swing.

Zhang Shoucheng's Taoist robe was tattered, yet he still stood tall at the gap in the barrier.

He formed thunder seals with both hands, black lightning crackling at the fingertips of his left hand, while his right hand flicked out seven purple talismans.

The Celestial Master's Mansion Secret Technique: Yin Five Thunders - Fire Net Heavenly Net!

Black lightning and fire intertwined into a net, enveloping the two crow tengu that were the first to rush in.

Amidst a piercing shriek, the two evil creatures were obliterated into ashes by the lightning and fire.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you..."

Chen Qi noticed the blood constantly seeping from the corner of Zhang Shoucheng's mouth.

Although the Yin Five Thunders are powerful, they have a great backlash on those who have not yet lost their virginity.

"leave me alone!"

Zhang Shoucheng then threw out twelve copper coins, which formed a thunder pool in the air.

"Master Hutu and his men are about to break through the formation!"

Before the words were finished, the last tengu suddenly swelled to twice its size, its sharp claws tearing through the lightning net and lunging straight at Zhang Shoucheng's face.

At the critical moment, a streak of silver light arrived first, even though it was behind.

Zhou Sheng's flying sword "Jinghong" pierced through the throat of the Yatengu, and at the same time, Master Hutu's chanting rang out.

"Om Ah Hum Vajra Guru Padme Hum!"

The phantom of the vajra smashed down from the sky, pinning the evil creature to the ground.

"It's done!"

Zhou Sheng suddenly shouted.

The compass in front of him spun wildly, and finally the needle stopped at the Zhen position.

Master Hutu slammed his nine-ringed staff heavily on the ground, and a huge golden swastika appeared on the ground.

The entire Eight Banners Qi formation began to tremble violently, and a painful hiss came from the distance.

Chen Qi felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

In his inner vision, he saw that only seven of the eight shackles on the dragon vein were broken, and the last one actually came out from the dragon's heart!

"Wait! There's also the main array eye!"

Almost simultaneously, a sudden change occurred.

The corpses of the annihilated Eight Banner soldiers suddenly melted and coalesced into a blood arrow that shot towards Zhang Shoucheng.

Chen Qi leaped to block, but was half a step too late. The blood arrow pierced Zhang Shoucheng's right chest, spraying out a spray of blood.

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Shoucheng staggered and knelt on one knee, but still stubbornly maintained the Thunder Technique.

"Don't come any closer...this is...a blood curse..."

He trembled as he pulled a bronze mirror from his robes.

"Use...use this...to illuminate the dragon's heart..."

The moment Chen Qi took the bronze mirror, the surface suddenly became scalding hot.

The images that appeared in the interior gave him the creeps.

What was stuck in the dragon's heart was not a chain, but a golden dagger decorated with pearls!

"I see..."

Chen Qi finally understood that Shanqi was merely a pawn, and the true mastermind was...

Suddenly, the earth began to collapse. Master Hutu's staff cracked, and Zhou Sheng's flying sword fell with a mournful cry.

Zhang Shoucheng used his last strength to lunge towards the center of the formation.

"Senior Brother Chen... quick... the dragon is about to wake up..."

Before the words were finished, a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and the earth came from underground.

The entire Qimen formation shattered instantly, and Chen Qi only had time to grab Zhang Shoucheng by the collar and retreat rapidly.

Where they originally stood, a huge crater ten meters in diameter exploded in the ground, and a blood-red dragon aura soared into the sky!

Amidst the smoke and dust, a blurry human face could be vaguely seen emerging from the dragon's aura, wearing a Manchu crown, coldly surveying all living beings...

Blazing lightning descended like divine punishment, blinding plasma tore through the sky, and the barrier emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

Zhang Shoucheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hand seal he was forming paused.

The blue barrier that stretched across the valley in a half-moon shape was now visibly covered with cracks.

"Oops!"

His black robe fluttered, and seven yellow talismans flew out from his sleeves and spontaneously combusted in mid-air.

"Kan Character - Xuan Shui Bi!"

Chapter 261 Collective Uprising

Before the ashes of the talisman even hit the ground, a deafening explosion resounded.

The fragments of the barrier transformed into a shower of light, and the sound of armor clashing echoed through the dust and smoke.

Hundreds of Eight Banner soldiers emerged in formation, riding the lingering power of the lightning. Crimson flames flickered in their eye sockets, and their long swords were wreathed in purplish-black malevolent energy.

Fengping unleashed three fiery tornadoes to repel the approaching enemy soldiers, and when he turned his head, cold sweat was already visible on his forehead.

"What kind of medicine did these bastards take? They were just..."

Before the words were even finished, the Eight Banner soldiers in the front row suddenly rose up in unison.

As they charged, they left afterimages behind them, and twisted runes appeared in the trajectories of their blades.

Lu Ren's silver spear clashed with the three longswords, and a shockwave exploded amidst the clanging of metal and stone. He staggered back seven steps before regaining his footing, and most of the Ruyi energy on his spear shaft was dissipated.

"careful!"

Zhang Shoucheng suddenly roared and slammed his palms down on the ground.

"Cangtan in the Northern Territory!"

Thick black mist instantly seeped from the ground, as if the underworld was pouring water into the human world.

As soon as the twenty-odd enemy soldiers at the forefront stepped into the black mist, their armor rusted and peeled off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They were horrified to discover that their vital energy was being forcibly extracted from their bodies. Some tried to retreat, but their ankles were entangled by the tendrils of yin lightning that emerged from the black mist.

"Ugh—!"

Screams rose and fell as the soldiers convulsed and turned into shriveled husks in the blink of an eye.

However, more enemy soldiers bypassed the black mist area from both sides and surged towards the altar behind the temple.

Lu Ren, panting heavily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly the silver spear in his hand burst forth with dazzling golden light.

He bit his tongue and spat out a mist of blood, instantly condensing a three-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) long aura from the tip of his spear.

"Break it for me!"

The golden spear flashed like a dragon, sending more than ten heads flying into the air.

But those headless corpses still rushed forward several steps before collapsing, the black blood spurting from their severed necks corroding and emitting wisps of blue smoke as it hit the ground.

Lu Ren's grip on the spear had cracked, and the armor formed by his Ruyi Force began to dissipate—he was at his last gasp.

Three hundred paces away on the altar, eight rotating copper coins floated in front of Zhou Sheng.

His Taoist robe was completely soaked with sweat on the back, and his fingertips trembled as he made hand seals.

"The Qian position's Life Gate is locked; it needs to borrow the Thunder Qi from the Zhen palace..."

"Watch out overhead!"

Master Hutu suddenly threw out his vajra. With a loud clang, a naginata was deflected three inches, but the blade's energy still severed several strands of Zhou Sheng's hair.

Everyone looked up and saw the tengu spreading its three-zhang-wide wings of rotting flesh, slowly descending from the crack in the torii gate that had been split open by lightning.

The monster was even more ferocious than before, and the shrine embedded in its chest was emitting a bloody light.

Its long nose twitched as it locked onto Zhou Sheng, then suddenly let out a shrill cry like a baby's wail.

"Damn it, it's sensed a potential breakthrough!"

Zhang Shoucheng wanted to retreat to the Yin Lei Domain, but found that there were still more than thirty enemy soldiers struggling in the black mist.

Just as the tengu was about to swoop down, Fengping pulled the fire gourd from his waist.

"The word 'separation' signifies the flames of war raging across the city!"

Four fire dragons rose into the sky in a staggered pattern, but mysteriously went out when they touched the wings of the tengu.

Countless pained faces appeared on the monster's wings, and it was actually swallowing the flames whole.

Fengping staggered back two steps, his face deathly pale.

"The power of faith... it is absorbing the power of incense offerings and prayers!"

The Tengu's longsword had already slashed three feet towards Zhou Sheng's face when Zhou Meng suddenly dodged in front of his senior brother.

He drew circles with both hands, creating a Tai Chi vortex, his Taoist robe billowing like a white crane spreading its wings.

"Two Elements... Pfft!"

The Tai Chi diagram was shattered by the blade energy as soon as it took shape, and Zhou Meng was sent flying backward, spitting out a jet of blood.

At the critical moment, two figures emerged from the flanks.

Lu Jin, his body enveloped in purple qi, delivered a powerful Iron Mountain Strike that struck the monster squarely in the waist and abdomen.

"Climb for me!"

Amidst the sound of bones cracking, Lü Ci appeared behind the Tengu.

He wrapped his legs around the monster's long nose and grabbed the base of its wings with both hands, roaring fiercely.

"Come down you!"

With a tooth-grinding tearing sound, putrid black blood splattered.

"Don't break it! It will come back to life!"

Lu Ren's warning made the two pause in their movements.

Lu Jin immediately changed his move, switching from a fist to a palm and pressing down on the monster's skull.

"The Demon-Sealing Hand that Seals Qi!"

The purple runes burrowed into the tengu's seven orifices, while Lü Ci took out ink lines and wrapped them around its limbs.

Suddenly, all the copper coins on the altar stood upright and spun around, and Zhou Sheng opened his eyes.

"It's done!"

He grabbed the lightning-struck jujube wood token, bit his middle finger, and the blood bead left a cinnabar mark on the forehead of the Zhenwu statue on the token.

"The True Martial Warrior of the North Pole, manifested to exorcise evil and bind demons—"

The moment the token left his hand, the world fell silent.

The crowd vaguely saw a vast expanse of pure energy descending from the heavens, transforming into a golden-armored deity ten zhang tall.

Chapter 262 Inevitable Intuition

He stood on a tortoise and a snake, with disheveled hair and a sword in hand, and his eyes seemed to hold the galaxy.