readytorunbook Chapter 156 Breaking Move
Chapter 156 Breaking Move
Chapter 156 Breaking the Move
Where is Master?
"Why is it a paper figure?"
"what happened!"
When "Yi Yang" in the center spontaneously combusted, the people around him were thrown into chaos. Previously, Yi Yang had been directing them on what to do and what to do, but now that their leader was gone, the others didn't know what to do.
When selecting disciples, Yi Yang had already calculated that, apart from those with extremely high talent, they were all young people, all within an easy range to control. Whatever he said, these disciples would do.
So even if they didn't know what the effects of the spells they were learning were, which were obviously different in style and more difficult, they would still learn them seriously. When they were suddenly taken to an unfamiliar place, they would do whatever Yi Yang said.
Because from beginning to end, Yi Yang stood in the center to command, and everyone was inside the magic array, nothing special. But at this moment, it was discovered that the previous leader was just a dummy. How long did this paper-made fake Yi Yang stand in the center of the array? Where did the real Yi Yang go?
"Something's wrong, stop right now!"
Looking at the scattered ashes, several people realized something. Placing a paper figure here to pretend they were still there meant there was something wrong with the formation, and the problem was so big that even the person in charge didn't want to come in. But in order to lure others in, they had to put in a fake figure to deceive them.
It was obvious that these disciples had been deceived.
"Stop right now, we've been... uh!"
Some people wanted to stop, but found that their bodies could no longer move on their own. They were forced to maintain the posture of casting spells, as if they had been assimilated into the array and become a part of it. They were like humanoid transfer stations, with magic power and spiritual energy flowing in their bodies. As the original casters, they could not control it at all.
Where did Yi Yang go? They didn't know. Although they claimed to be master and apprentice, their relationship was more like that of a simple superior and subordinate. Some even thought they could become his confidants and rise to prominence in the future.
But now, whether they are humans or demons, they have all become part of the Spirit Interception Formation. Now they finally understand that, to Yi Yang, they are not promising disciples, but just a group of useful tools.
"No...I can't move..."
Xiao Er had a habit of carrying some small magical items with her, such as small kites or talismans. Although such small interferences were negligible for large formations, she knew that the head in the very center was the key, and hitting it might have a miraculous effect.
The biggest problem now is that she can't move at all. Not to mention finding something to distract her, she can't even change the curvature of her fingers on her own.
"So that's how it is, they were all scapegoats!"
At this moment, the head in the cage spoke. Although they knew it was a living creature before, it had remained silent ever since Yi Yang brought it out, dutifully serving as a decoration in the cage. Now that it suddenly spoke, Xiao Er realized it was talking.
Whether the spirit-severing formation truly blocks the flow of spiritual veins or uses landmines to blast them, spiritual energy doesn't disappear for no reason. The most direct way to quickly reduce the concentration of spiritual energy is to transfer it.
Where did all that spiritual energy go? It went to the core of the formation, to where Yi Yang originally stood, and to the cage placed in the center.
If you want someone to take the blame, you need to provide some evidence. Since this guy's body is gone and his head can't be considered a real entity, Yi Yang channeled all the spiritual energy he had cut off into the guy's body. With this huge amount, plus some of the system's cheat codes, it would be no problem to recreate a body for him and stage a "resurrection".
In this way, all the "stolen money" was in his hands. The same White Lotus Sect, the same people, the same strange methods, and an even bigger mess than a hundred years ago. With witnesses and physical evidence, the scapegoat became the real criminal.
The only pity was the paper doll Yi Yang, who suddenly spontaneously combusted. He originally thought that the paper doll could last until the end and kept deceiving these guys into being his scapegoats. However, the energy at the center of the magic circle was too strong. Before the head could evolve into a complete person, the paper doll could not withstand the pressure and spontaneously combusted into ashes.
Fortunately, the formation became mandatory halfway through its operation, preventing further problems.
"Scapegoat... I've become a scapegoat again!"
The array inside the cage also has the effect of binding and imprisoning, so not only disciples like Xiao Er who were tricked into becoming tools, but also him, who seemed to have formed an alliance with Yi Yang but was actually tricked, were unable to move.
Although he currently only has a head, even if he is not trapped, it will not cause much damage to the formation. The main purpose is to prevent him from running away immediately once his body is fully restored.
"A scapegoat? But you don't look exactly innocent either."
Amidst the chaos, a calm and steady voice broke through, and a young man dressed in fine clothes and exuding an air of nobility walked into the formation.
He ignored the still-functioning formation, walked past the immobilized people, and headed step by step toward the center.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the young man seemed to be glowing. The strange halo around him acted as a protective shield, allowing him to ignore the various pressures caused by the rapid flow of spiritual energy within the formation.
"Your own sins are already grave, and it's only a matter of time before you suffer retribution."
The young man reached out to take the cage away, but when his hand touched it, electric currents surged out, crackling and popping, and his hand was charred black.
"It's quite impressive."
The young man didn't seem to care at all. He sighed at how powerful the cage was, and withdrew his hand as usual. In a short while, his hand had returned to normal.
"Looks like we still have to rely on him."
This thing seems to be specifically targeting them. The formation on the ground should be similar. The creatures in the formation are both tricked tools and hostages. He can cause such a big reaction just by reaching out. If he attacks the formation, it will probably backfire. He is not afraid of anything, but other people and monsters are likely to die directly.
Left with no other choice, the young man had to take a backseat and stand inside the magic circle to observe the situation outside.
"By the way, how did you convince that guy to be the key figure in the formation?"
Shou Wanjie, Qingyangzi, and Shuangxiu got into a fight, and Yi Yang and the others took the opportunity to escape. On the way, someone couldn't help but ask Yi Yang about it. The core of the Intercepting Spirit Formation determines the final flow of spiritual energy, which is a crucial point. The spiritual medium has a large amount of spiritual energy. If the system didn't reject this form of energy, they would have directly transferred their spiritual energy to the system.
While they were struggling, Yi Yang took out the head of the former leader of the Three Treasures Sect that he had captured earlier and used it as the key to the formation. The key was that the other party was very cooperative, which was truly amazing.
"It's very simple."
Yi Yang gave an indifferent reply.
"I told him I had a way to make him immortal and asked if he was willing to cooperate. Oh, and I also showed him some things from other worlds."
No one would believe it if they were told it could grant immortality, but Yi Yang had an advantage: he was a time traveler who had experienced several different worlds. It was through these scenes, which were enough to shatter the other party's worldview, that Yi Yang convinced them to agree to "cooperate."
Universes, galaxies, mechanical technology—any scenery different from the ancient setting of the Liaozhai world can be used as leverage for Yi Yang to persuade the other party.
“I said I would take him with me in the end, but unfortunately, I have urgent business to attend to, so I can only let another ‘me’ accompany him.”
Once he was out of the four people's fighting range, Yi Yang reopened the system panel. During this time, their shadows remained connected, so if any attacks hit them, the shadows could block them in time.
At the same time, all sorts of cursed insects were released around Lan Ying, working with Ying to keep a watchful eye on their surroundings, waiting for Yi Yang to start over.
The battles fought by those born with innate abilities are grand in scale, which has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that their attack range and power are also large, making it easy to defeat enemies with a large difference in strength. The disadvantage is that under the bombardment of various special effects, those who remain silent on the sidelines are easily overlooked and can take advantage of the opportunity to escape.
"Wait, the system is still alarming!"
Yi Yang couldn't help but rub his temples. As the host who was directly connected to the system, the alarm sounded in his mind, each one louder than the last, like a death knell, even louder than when Shuang Xiu appeared earlier.
But they had all run away from those four guys' battlefield, and the alarm was still going off, which meant there were still enemies.
"Oh, we meet again."
A Taoist priest dressed in pure white, carrying a bronze longsword, emerged from the shadows. Upon seeing him, Yi Yang and Lan Ying were nearly scared out of their wits.
"This place isn't safe either, let's get out of here... Why are there still more? Is this white-themed thing never going to stop?!"
"...Actually, I think my fashion sense is pretty good."
Shu Longqin, who had just come out from another direction, felt wronged because she was inexplicably scolded because of her color scheme. She was not the one who chased after them and was left with psychological trauma. Just because they were both in the white color scheme, they shouldn't be treated so badly.
I wondered why they insisted on using color schemes. What had these illegal transmigrators gone through that they would describe others using colors?
It's nothing, it's just that there's a stereotype that people born with innate abilities divide their power into categories based on color.
"With their intelligence, don't expect them to produce anything of value."
Yue Wuque also occupied one direction, and with just three people, they had already surrounded the four people in the middle.
"Shadow, pull us down quickly!"
Since there was no road on the ground, they went underground. The shadow could pull people into its own shadow, and their shadows were connected together, forming an open door that they could enter at any moment.
The most convenient aspect of this ability is that it can nullify enemy attacks, even if the opposing system intervenes; it's an absolute mechanism.
"To be honest, I was quite curious to see what was inside the shadow, but alas."
It's dragged on for too long; playing the "runaway" trick anymore isn't fun anymore.
Since everyone present was a transmigrator, Liu Qingyuan naturally stopped pretending. In front of the enemy, she summoned Xiao Wu's system panel, performed a few simple and quick operations, and then...
Open the door, and release the Heavenly Sword, which is not from Heaven.
"It appears only once every thousand years, and one sword can rage for a thousand years."
The spectacular battle in the sky came to an abrupt end. From the perspective of those on the ground, it was impossible to see exactly what was happening on the battlefield above, but everyone could see that the people on the battlefield had stopped moving.
Then, a red light suddenly burst forth in mid-air, accompanied by a fierce wind, shooting towards Yi Yang and the others. The oppressive force was much greater than that of the silver spear that Yuan Wuxiang had thrown earlier.
At this moment, the group had already begun to sink into the shadows. There was no time to dodge, so they could only raise the dark shadow barrier once again, attempting to block the attack as before.
"what!"
Unfortunately, Ying's abilities were no longer omnipotent. This time, he couldn't block it. The red sword energy shattered the barrier and struck the people inside, giving them no chance to breathe. Several more red lights were projected towards them. In order to avoid being affected, Liu Qingyuan and the others could only retreat one after another, lest their friendly forces be injured before the enemy was subdued.
"That's really violent."
Yue Wuque adopted a spectator's attitude, watching Tianjian Feitian fight in the sky while they watched from the ground. What these enemies needed to be wary of was never their powerful strength, but rather their various strange appearances, bizarre abilities that exploited mechanisms and bugs, and their cryptic thoughts and unfathomable trump cards that were impossible to fully understand no matter how you tried to figure them out.
These things can be easily solved as long as there is a way to address them. For example, regarding the strange ability of the Shadow, since the Heavenly Sword cannot be broken by Heaven, Liu Qingyuan does not mind temporarily changing the color of Juan Shoutian.
The character Tianjian Feitian is too dangerous, so he can only be released briefly. Otherwise, Liu Qingyuan is afraid that he might lose control and mess things up, and end up fighting with the local gods.
"Cough, cough... How could this be..."
"Still alive? Even Tianjian Feitian is running out of firepower?"
Yue Wuque squinted at the person lying on the ground. Lan Ying was covered in blood, which had stained her bandages red. A pile of dead insect carcasses lay on the ground. The back of one of her hands was badly cut, and besides the blood, the inside was a bluish-black color. In addition, a wisp of black smoke was swirling around her, seemingly belonging to the illegal transmigrator named Yan.
The shadows on the ground were all broken, like a group of worms that just kept wriggling. Fortunately, the shadows were just flat black shadows, otherwise it would have been unimaginable how disgusting the scene would have been.
A large pile of paper ash appeared around Yi Yang, including both yellow and white paper. It was initially speculated that these talismans had blocked most of the attacks for him.
The fact that they could withstand so many attacks when they couldn't escape demonstrates how many survival tricks the enemy had up their sleeve. If it were someone with insufficient firepower, these guys would probably have run away long ago.
"Shadow? Shadow!"
The shadows on the ground were all broken, including those of Yi Yang and Lan Ying. Tian Jian Fei Tian's main target was him; he didn't care about the others. This shadow on the ground that had annoyed Shuang Xiu for so long had to die.
"Damn..."
Yi Yang usually stayed at his base camp, spending his free time making things for emergency protection. In addition, he had the deepest connection with the system, so he naturally had many ways to protect himself. When he saw the red sword energy pierce through the barrier, he knew he was doomed, so he used all his life-saving and attack-resistant measures.
Now, he had the most energy left. He barely managed to straighten up and look at the person opposite him. This time, he was really going to be in trouble.
"Smoke, get ready."
As Yi Yang sighed inwardly, he heard Lan Ying's voice in his ear. The next second, the cloud of smoke next to Lan Ying exploded instantly, and thick black smoke enveloped the surroundings, making it almost impossible to see one's own hand in front of one's face.
This was a perfect smokescreen. In the past, this tactic would have been very effective, but now, Liu Qingyuan knew about the enemy's strange ability to create trouble even when there was none, so she was always on guard.
Amidst the black smoke, Gu Chen was drawn and attacked in one direction. Lan Ying's voice cried out in pain. Through the black smoke, Liu Qingyuan saw the person trying to escape under her sword.
The sticky blood and the eerie bluish-black skin immediately reminded him of something.
Zombies.