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The next second, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, and the whole world began to tremble.
The 73 square meters of space, each a hundred feet in diameter, were instantly engulfed by terrifying lightning, transforming into a thunderous inferno.
Countless bolts of lightning, as thick as buckets, poured down with the force of creation, like a celestial river overflowing its banks.
These lightning bolts intertwined and collided, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated everything around them as if it were daytime.
Wherever the lightning struck, the air was instantly ionized, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.
Under the influence of high temperatures, the stones and soil on the ground instantly vaporized, sending up billowing white smoke.
The entire world seemed to be shrouded in a blinding light of lightning; nothing else existed but the endless thunder.
Chapter 242 The Terrified Members of the Witch God Cult!
The three members of the Witch God Cult, who had originally been wearing ferocious smiles, were attempting to dominate this struggle.
But at this moment, faced with this terrifying lightning, their faces turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
They, along with their life-giving Gu worms, were like tiny ants in this sea of thunder, without even a chance to struggle.
The lightning, like a surging tide, completely engulfed them. Their bodies rapidly dissipated within the lightning, and their natal Gu worms emitted mournful cries.
Then they vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.
The lingering, terrifying power of the lightning remained undiminished. In the center of the plaza, it had forcibly melted a massive, ten-zhang-deep crater of glazed glass.
The edges of the giant crater were as smooth as a mirror, reflecting an eerie light under the sunlight, like a giant magic mirror reflecting the traces of this fierce battle.
The pit radiated intense heat, and people could feel the heat wave even from several meters away, as if they were next to a giant furnace.
At the bottom of the pit, the Dragon-Seizing Formation set up in advance by the Witch God Cult could be vaguely seen, and it was being mercilessly ravaged by thunder and fire.
Those complex and mysterious runes flickered a few times under the impact of the lightning, and then went out completely like a candle flickering in the wind.
As the formation collapsed, the runes containing evil power turned into a pile of useless ashes and dissipated in the wind.
Amidst this chaos, Luo Yuheng waved her long sleeves, and her Tai Chi formation diagram timely enveloped the entire area.
The yin-yang fish pattern on the Tai Chi diagram flows, with black and white light flashing alternately, emitting a soft and mysterious glow, as if telling the ultimate truth of the universe.
She rapidly formed hand seals while chanting incantations. With her movements, the Tai Chi diagram spun faster and faster, like a giant vortex, continuously drawing in the scattered lightning power from all around.
Under the influence of the Tai Chi formation, the violent lightning power gradually became docile, like a tamed wild beast, no longer running rampant.
The originally blinding lightning became gentle under the harmonizing effect of the Tai Chi array, and finally, guided by the Tai Chi array, it was cleverly channeled into the earth's veins and returned to the embrace of the earth.
At the same time, Mu Nanzhi moved with the grace of a swallow, darting lightly among the unconscious people.
With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, every movement was elegant and fluid, like a fairy dancing gracefully. Golden needles fell like rain, each one precisely piercing the Yongquan acupoint of every unconscious person.
Her technique was light and precise, as if she were creating a masterpiece.
With each golden needle inserted, the people's complexions gradually regained their rosy hue, and their once pale faces were now radiant with life.
Their previously weak and rapid breathing became steady under the influence of the acupuncture needles. The breath of life was revived in these people under her skillful hands, as if she were a messenger (Wang Zhaohao) bringing life and hope.
As the last glimmer of lightning dissipated, the world finally returned to peace. Wei Changxuan's Blood Shadow Blade was deeply embedded in the shattered golden body of Guangxian Bodhisattva. On the blade, the coiled lightning snakes still writhed restlessly, hissing.
They seemed still immersed in the fierce battle they had just fought, as if recounting to the world the battle's brutality and tragedy, announcing that this breathtaking fight had finally come to an end.
Chapter 243 Using Buddha's Relics to Raise Witchcraft!
Wei Changxuan's expression was solemn, his aura surging, and he gripped the hilt of the Blood Shadow Blade tightly in his palm, the veins on the back of his hand bulging. With a low, angry roar, he pulled it out with all his might.
The moment the blade detached from the bricks, a sinister aura, as if imprisoned for a thousand years, surged forth from the ground like a raging tide.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying wailing of ten thousand ghosts erupted, the sound sharp and mournful.
Like countless wronged souls struggling and screaming in despair in a dark abyss, wave after wave of sound assaulted everyone's eardrums.
It sent chills down your spine, made your hair stand on end, and made your soul feel as if it were being torn apart by the terrifying sound.
The once smooth and solid blue bricks of the square, under the impact of this evil force, began to crack inch by inch, like fragile paper.
The crisp "crackling" sounds continued incessantly, like dense drumbeats or the sinister laughter of a demon, each sound striking heavily on everyone's hearts.
Thick, ink-like blood gushed from the crack, emitting a nauseating, pungent stench—a mixture of putridity and the stench of blood.
It spread rapidly across the ground, staining the blue bricks dark red wherever it went, like a giant blood-red spider web gradually enveloping the entire square, making people feel as if they were in a sea of blood from hell.
Just as everyone was stunned and at a loss, the earth trembled violently again, and twelve enormous bronze coffins slowly emerged from the ground.
These coffins are ancient and strange in shape, and their surfaces are covered with bizarre and mysterious incantations.
The curses seemed to have a life of their own, constantly writhing and twisting on the coffin lid, emanating an indescribable evil aura.
The incantation flickered with a ghostly green light, leaping like will-o'-the-wisps, intertwining with the surrounding bloody stench.
It was as if it were summoning some ancient and evil being, making everyone present feel an invisible pressure, and their hearts beat faster involuntarily.
The leader of the Witch God Cult sat high atop the largest coffin, nine necklaces made of vertebrae encircling his neck.
Each joint is inlaid with relics of eminent Buddhist monks.
These relics shimmered with an eerie light, sometimes a deep blue, sometimes a blood red, echoing the evil aura around them and making his face appear even more sinister and terrifying.
He looked down at the crowd, a cold smile playing on his lips.
That smile seemed to proclaim his absolute control over the battle, as well as his disdain and mockery of everyone else.
"Using Buddha's relics to nurture witchcraft, what a clever method!"
Luo Yuheng's Taoist robes fluttered wildly in the gale, her expression was stern, and her beautiful eyes revealed an unwavering determination.
Faced with the horrific scene before her, she bit her fingertip without hesitation, and bright red blood instantly splattered in the air, emitting a faint smell of blood.
She swiftly raised her hand, using blood as ink in the void, and with her profound skill and precise control, drew a blood edict talisman.
As soon as the blood talisman took shape, it flashed with a dazzling red light. The light contained a powerful and mysterious force, as if it could dispel all darkness and break through all evil constraints.
With a low shout, her voice boomed like thunderclaps from a clear sky, and thirty-six bolts of lightning fell in response.
In an instant, thunder roared deafeningly, and streaks of lightning flashed like silver dragons.
With a devastating force, it tore through the sky and rushed swiftly toward the coffin.
Where lightning strikes, the air is instantly ionized, producing a hissing sound and leaving behind distorted streaks of light and shadow.
Everyone believed that this powerful heavenly lightning would severely damage the Witch God Cult, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts.
Chapter 244 Bronze Corpse Buddha!
However, a shocking scene happened.
The moment the lightning struck the coffin, the bronze corpse Buddhas, which had been motionless, suddenly opened their eyes. Their eye sockets flickered with a ghostly green light, like two will-o'-the-wisps.
What's even more chilling is that each of them has a third eye carved from lightning-struck wood embedded in their foreheads.
The third eye suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance the instant the heavenly lightning struck; its light was an eerie purple, intertwining with the silver light of the lightning.
This created a strange and terrifying scene.
Then, something unbelievable happened: these bronze corpse Buddhas actually absorbed all the power of the heavenly lightning.
Having absorbed the power of heavenly lightning, the Corpse Buddha's body began to expand continuously, its already tall stature becoming even more imposing, like an ancient giant.
The aura emanating from them grew increasingly powerful, and their evil presence spread outwards like surging waves, each stronger than the last.
Each corpse Buddha seemed to become a gathering point of evil forces, making people feel as if they were facing a group of demons awakened from the abyss of hell, and fear continued to spread in everyone's hearts.
Upon seeing this, Mu Nanzhi frowned, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes.
She knew full well that the situation was critical and allowed no room for hesitation.
In an instant, she lightly raised her jade hand, and the seventy-two golden needles in her hand suddenly connected end to end, making a crisp and melodious clanging sound, like a rapid movement of music.
The golden needles intertwined and merged, transforming into a glittering spear under the influence of spiritual power.
Starlight flickered and danced on the spear, as if it had gathered the power of the entire starry sky.
Every point of starlight contains mysterious and powerful energy, radiating an awe-inspiring aura.
"The Big Dipper vanquishes evil!" She parted her lips slightly and uttered a delicate shout, her voice clear yet containing boundless power.
It resounded throughout the venue like a great bell.
The spear tip streaked across the night sky like a shooting star, instantly piercing the pool of blood.
In that instant, a star meridian map covering hundreds of acres suddenly appeared on the ground.
In the image, the star patterns shimmer with a faint light, moving slowly as if they were alive.
There seems to be some mysterious connection between them, together forming a powerful magic array.
Every star radiates a unique power; some stars have a soft light, yet they can nourish all things.
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Some stars shine intensely, containing boundless destructive power.
The power of these stars resonates with each other.
They merged together, forming a powerful force that seemed capable of suppressing all evil and inspiring hope.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Janet quickly disassembled and reassembled the alchemical musket in her hand.
Her technique was skillful, her movements were fluid and graceful, and every step was precise and flawless.
In the blink of an eye, the cannon barrel extended into a three-zhang-long electromagnetic track, inlaid with star-patterned alloy extracted from the remains of a bronze cauldron.
The star-patterned alloy shimmered with a deep blue light, intertwining with the electromagnetic track and emitting powerful energy fluctuations.
The air around the electromagnetic track was distorted, forming a faint blue halo, as if it were accumulating endless energy and ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.
Janet's eyes were focused, fixed on the members of the Witch God Cult, her finger lightly resting on the trigger.
Once the opportunity arises, she will unleash this powerful strike without hesitation.
To let the enemy witness the power of combining technology and mysterious forces... for a long time.
Chapter 245 Thor Descends!
Upon seeing this, the leader of the Witch God Cult not only remained calm but also grinned maliciously and tore off two sections of the Buddha's bone.
As the Buddha's relic broke with a "crack" sound, three thousand Gu worm tentacles wrapped around the relic immediately rose from the blood pool.
The tentacles writhed, like countless ferocious venomous snakes, wildly waving in the air.