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This is my first time applying the Summoning technique in actual combat. In the Eight Treasures Mystique, there are indeed direct combat spells. The Eight Treasures Mystique consists of eight spells: Wind Walk, Survey, Spiritual Sight, Samadhi Fire, Soul Summoning Technique, Summoning Technique, Talisman Magic, and Transcendental Sutra. However, I have not cultivated Samadhi Fire and Survey to the point where I can use them freely due to my insufficient skills. (Samadhi Fire currently exists in the form of a Fire Talisman.)
Among the Eight Treasures Mystique, my strongest spell is Spiritual Sight, but I have only cultivated it to the level where I can activate it for others. (First, I activate it for myself; those stronger than me can temporarily activate it for others, and the strongest can see through five hundred years of history. The most powerful Spiritual Sight belongs to Erlang Shen.) For the other spells, I only have a basic grasp and application ability since I have only been cultivating for a few years.
“Cluck cluck!” The first thing Mao Ri Xing Jun said upon descending was a chicken's crow... I felt embarrassed.
“What do you mean? Do you look down on us Twenty-Eight Constellations?” A large rooster's phantom appeared behind me.
This rooster was extraordinary; each feather of its tail was nearly a meter long, shimmering with colorful divine light. Its wings were spread wide enough to block out the sun, with iron claws and golden beak, its eyes bright and spirited. A blood-red comb on its head added even more splendor.
“No, no, how could that be?” I quickly replied. It was a joke; after all, I was asking for help from it. Just look at those claws and that beak—if I got hit by one of those, I'd lose half a pound of flesh! “Star Lord, please feel free.”
The summoned deity has divine consciousness but no physical form, so there is an additional step of possession.
The large rooster transformed into a golden light and entered my body. At this moment, I could choose to control my body while borrowing the power of the deity or directly hand over control to Mao Ri Xing Jun.
After all, I had lived for over twenty years and had never been a rooster before, so I wasn't familiar with its fighting style. I simply handed over control to Mao Ri Xing Jun.
Mao Ri Xing Jun manipulated my body and struck a pose reminiscent of a white crane spreading its wings—though I felt it looked more like a chicken than a crane.
Magical energy surged forth, gathering in my hands and feet to form the wings and claws of the rooster.
Mao Ri Xing Jun used the strength of one leg to charge fiercely at Mr. Cui. As he got closer, he swung his left hand down fiercely.
As expected of the top rooster, dealing with this kind of opponent was more than sufficient. Mao Ri Xing Jun gained an advantage right away; Mr. Cui clearly underestimated the iron feathers formed by magical energy as his black robe was torn apart with a loud rip by Mao Ri Xing Jun's attack.
Mao Ri Xing Jun took advantage of the situation, raising his foot and leaving a bloody mark on Mr. Cui with his iron claws!
Damn! It's been a long time since I've stretched my leg ligaments. How did I manage to kick so high all of a sudden? Ridiculous...
Mao Ri Xing Jun didn't care about that (it's not his **, so of course he wouldn't feel pain or pity). His right hand transformed its power from chicken wings into a chicken beak, fiercely pecking at Mr. Cui's face.
This big rooster was ruthless, launching one attack after another without giving the opponent any chance to breathe. But that was just how it should be; he wanted to slam Mr. Cui down to the ground! It would be better if he couldn't get up.
Mr. Cui didn't expect the chicken beak to be so damaging; he actually took it on the face, instantly getting a face full of bruises. His right cheek was almost completely pecked away. If it were Pervert, with that kind of force and his thick skin, it would have felt like just a tickle.
"Good!" Old Black surprisingly cheered, "Rooster Pecking!"
What an insult; with one sentence, he mocked two people.
After taking this hit, Mr. Cui flipped over and retreated into the woods. He reached up to touch the flesh that had been pecked off by Mao Ri Xing Jun, and a faint Blood Qi emerged from his hand. He pressed the sagging flesh back onto his face, and the Blood Qi immediately bonded it back together. In no time, it was as good as new—why not use such skills to become a doctor?
"Interesting." Mr. Cui's eyes began to turn blood red, "Looks like I need to get serious."
He waved his hand, and the old man who had been standing beside him earlier came out holding a lantern.
"What? Can't win and ready to call for your mom?" Black Wuchang was even better at mocking than I am. "Calling for your mom won't help."
"Caw Caw, I am Black Wuchang. Just wait!"
The old man raised his lantern high, and with a crash, the lantern was smashed to the ground. The fire inside was surprisingly a vivid green, known as Ghost Fire. As soon as the lantern hit the ground, the flames spread rapidly, and before long, we found ourselves in a Sea of Blood.
"Damn, he has this trick up his sleeve too." I was caught off guard again by this grandson; who would have thought that the old man behind him had such a backup plan.
The Ghost Fire had no heat; being surrounded by it felt somewhat chilly.
"What is this? Isn't this just showing off one's skill in front of an expert?" The spirit inside me, Mao Ri Xing Jun, scoffed. "That black something or other, hurry up and deal with this mess."
Old Black opened his mouth and swallowed the Ghost Fire in one gulp. I had worried for nothing; with Old Black around, what did I have to fear from Ghost Fire?
After dealing with the Ghost Fire, Old Black fixed his gaze on Mr. Cui.
"Where did you learn this?" Old Black's expression had completely changed from before. "This is not something an ordinary Evil Cultivator can master."
"What's wrong, Old Black?" I asked.
"Ghost Fire is common in the Underworld, but there are not many who can use it in the human realm. Although this technique isn't particularly advanced, it at least indicates that he has been to the Underworld to bring out the flames of Ghost Fire."
"Why?"
"Because Ghost Fire burns not on air but on souls." Old Black licked his lips and continued, "You can't ignite Ghost Fire in the human realm."
"Soul?"
"Yes, the Underworld has countless souls, and these souls dissipate, causing the Ghost Fire to burn continuously in the Underworld. The only way to bring the Ghost Fire to the human world is to ignite oneself."
"Have you been to the Underworld?" I stared at Mr. Cui.
It seems that this is no longer just a matter of an Evil Cultivator; there are issues with the management of the Underworld, and even the Ghost Fire has been brought to the human world. If it weren't for Black Wuchang being nearby, it would be difficult to extinguish this fire.
"Caw Caw, I am Black Wuchang. How could I forget? That person is still a Wuchang. It seems I am truly showing off my skills in front of an expert. Everyone, I won't accompany you any longer."
Seeing that his backup plan was useless, Mr. Cui suddenly turned and dashed into the forest. I was about to chase after him when Black Wuchang stopped me.
"Don't go. Your wife has already been rescued by someone else. If you go in there, who knows if there are any traps set up? If there is a soul-refining formation inside, even if you go in, I won't be able to save you."
The one rescuing Wang Ni should be Old Bai and the others. Hearing Old Black say this, I did not insist on continuing the chase.
"The time is almost up; I should be leaving." The Mao Ri Xing Jun spoke from within me.
"Thank you, Star Lord. I'll visit you when I have the chance," I said politely.
"No need for that; I can't afford it." After Mao Ri Xing Jun finished speaking, he left.
Why are you so calculative? Did I just make a casual remark about him?
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