Boom!
As Bai Mao Zai took off his sunglasses, thunder directly exploded in the sky.
It was vast and mighty, like a divine punishment.
Bai Mao Zai's eyes were dazzling white, like two pools of lightning.
Those nearby could feel an indescribable tingling sensation on their skin.
Bai Mao Zai's clothes flapped in the wind, his white hair dancing wildly.
He wore his signature smile.
Bai Mao Zai raised his hand.
His fingers formed a strange hand seal, as if it were a secret incantation passed down from the Daoist sect.
Seeing this, Hua Cheng quickly spread his arms, signaling for others to keep their distance from Bai Mao Zai, to avoid being injured by the aftermath.
Bai Mao Zai pressed the strange incantation seal onto Fang Xin's chest without hesitation, rapidly writing in the air.
A talisman formed and attached itself to Fang Xin's body.
Fang Xin's soul, which was about to burst out of his body, was pressed back in by this lightning talisman.
Meanwhile, as Bai Mao Zai made his move, in the main hall on the other side, a speck of white light appeared in the bowl in front of the Red-Clothed Woman.
Although only the size of a grain of rice, its light was dazzling.
In an instant, the rice-sized light grew to the size of a fruit.
Immediately after, the water bowl was completely filled with white light.
A dazzling bolt of lightning erupted directly from the water bowl, like a sudden flashlight beam, shooting towards the Red-Clothed Woman's face.
The woman quickly turned her head.
A huge thunderclap reverberated, and the surging lightning directly shattered the wall behind the Red-Clothed Woman.
The palace shook, feeling as if it could collapse at any moment.
The woman's thick black hair, coiled at the back of her head, was directly vaporized by the sweeping lightning.
The lightning slowly receded, but its after-effects lingered and echoed throughout the entire hall.
Lightning flowed within the water bowl, as if it contained a bowl of lightning water, dazzling and eye-catching.
Half of the Red-Clothed Woman's face was charred black, her ear was also charred, and blood oozed from the cracks.
Looking at the lightning in the bowl, the Red-Clothed Woman's lips slowly curved upwards.
"This is interesting! To reach the peak of Level 12 combat power at such a young age! As expected of the existence rumored to have the best chance of becoming a god in the past thirty years!"
As she spoke, the woman's eyes instantly turned crimson, and her teeth and nails began to sharpen.
The charred skin on her face began to peel off, revealing tender new flesh, and the charred old skin on her ear also began to shed rapidly due to metabolism, with soft new ears growing out.
It was as if she had never suffered any harm.
Her entire aura suddenly elevated.
The white chrysanthemum in the woman's hand was pointed directly at the bowl.
The sunny doll floated in the water bowl.
Fang Xin's image reappeared.
The Red-Clothed Woman sneered, "I originally intended to capture his soul to toy with, but since it's come to this, I'll just make his soul scatter. I want to see how capable you are of protecting him!"
Her fingers, holding the chrysanthemum, twisted, kneaded, and rotated, then twisted, pulled, and lifted the image of Fang Xin in the water bowl.
The chrysanthemum petals fell and scattered.
Fang Xin's image distorted and shattered.
The sunny doll at the bottom of the water bowl also began to twist and become pretzel-shaped.
By the roadside, Fang Xin lay in pain.
One could see Fang Xin's soul emerging from his body again.
This time, after his soul emerged, it had no intention of leaving his body; instead, it was distorted and deformed by an external force, feeling as if it could shatter and scatter at any moment.
Seeing this, Bai Mao Zai bared his small white teeth and smiled.
His left hand formed a strange seal, and his fingertips drew a talisman in the air towards Fang Xin, then pressed it onto Fang Xin's body.
Fang Xin's soul was pressed back again, preventing its deformation.
Bai Mao Zai raised his other hand, his palm facing the void.
"I'll give you something fun!"
Boom!
The vast and mighty lightning suspended in the sky suddenly emitted a huge roar, as if the entire world was rumbling and trembling with it. The deafening sound made one's scalp tingle. In the sky, clouds lingered, but amidst the clouds, lightning flashed, and the entire world was bathed in a dazzling white light from the lightning.
But in the next instant, the lightning suspended in the sky suddenly vanished into thin air, as if nothing had ever happened.
Many people present were baffled.
In the center of the main hall, the Red-Clothed Woman suddenly frowned, sensing something amiss.
A tingling sensation came from the air, and her hair became fluffy and stood on end.
The flames in the main hall flickered violently.
An unprecedented sense of oppression arose, as if it were a premonition of some terrifying natural disaster.
The Red-Clothed Woman suddenly stood up and looked out of the hall.
Ai Xi and Wen Chou'er both sensed something and looked out of the hall.
The hall was at one end of the canyon, and at the other end of the canyon, clouds wrapped in lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air at that end of the canyon, without any warning.
The lightning-laden clouds filled one end of the canyon, like a giant water ball.
The next second, boom!
The clouds split open, and lightning poured out from within.
Dazzling white light instantly pierced through the entire canyon from one end.
Booming and mighty!
The momentum was immense!
Everything in its path turned to scorched earth!
Many blue light clusters were swallowed by the lightning before they could evade, turning into a puff of black smoke.
There were also many figures in the canyon who jumped out of houses and buildings.
Seeing this, they desperately ran towards the distant hall.
Those with higher cultivation could run faster.
But those with lower cultivation turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, without even time to scream.
Rolling lightning filled the entire canyon!
As if divine punishment had descended!
All this took a long time to describe, but it happened in a flash of lightning.
In just a few breaths, the lightning swept across the canyon from one end in an unreasonable manner, reaching the hall in an instant.
Veins bulged on the Red-Clothed Woman's forehead, and her eyes were filled with surging killing intent.
Seeing several figures flash into the hall from outside, still letting out cries of shock, the Red-Clothed Woman became even more enraged.
Her ten fingers, with their sharp, black nails, flipped and conjured a shrine from her spatial ring.
The Red-Clothed Woman immediately knelt on the ground, her head bowed low, holding the shrine high with both hands.
Looking closely, one would find that inside the shrine was a human-shaped idol, completely black with a black face and fangs.
The moment the lightning arrived, the hall shook violently, the walls charred and pulverized, many pillars almost cracked, and with a loud bang, the hall collapsed.
The lightning engulfed everyone in the hall.
A faint black light suddenly burst forth from the shrine.
The sculpture within seemed to have come to life.
The black light instantly surged, enveloping everyone in the hall.
Lightning surged like a flood, and within the black light, two crimson lights flickered, like two eyes, coldly staring at the lightning.
Before long, the lightning dissipated.
The entire canyon was scorched earth, and the pungent smell of char filled the air.
The faces of those who survived in the hall all showed the relief of having escaped death.
They now had a clear understanding of that monstrous talent from the Ninth Division.
The Red-Clothed Woman's eyes were crimson, filled with surging killing intent.
She turned and sat at the table, kneeling again, placing the shrine before the water bowl.
She softly chanted, "Please, great deity, bestow your power! Punish the ants who disrespect the deity! Huoluo Huoluo Aqi Ke! Anaqi Ke!"
The other people in the hall also knelt on the ground.
The entity within the shrine coldly stared at Fang Xin's image in the bowl.
Its crimson eyes shot out two beams of light that merged into the bowl.
Bai Mao Zai shook his hand, looking up at the sky.
"Damn it! This is a bit tricky! Should I invite Old Master Fang or Old Master Ye!"
