Whoosh~

In an instant, the world spun around them.

The Black Feather Guards were horrified to discover that the sky over Wuhou Temple had turned black, all the buildings were shrouded in thick fog, spinning rapidly.

Four massive dark shadows appeared in the sky.

From the outlines, they were Liu, Guan, Zhang, and Marquis Zhuge.

As for the people from the Cheng Family and Qingcheng Mountain, they had completely vanished.

"It's the Eight Formation Diagram!"

Situ Qian's face also turned serious as he looked around, "This is done through the incense tribute to the Mortal God of Wuhou Temple, how is it possible, I clearly had the temple priest seal the Divine Eye..."

They chose this location, having already tampered with it, and they had checked it before.

How did the people of Qingcheng Mountain quietly unseal it?

Situ Qian was puzzled but also more vigilant.

Reestablishing the "Ghost Theater Troupe," they had thought they were well-prepared, but now it seemed the Mystic Sect's orthodox path was not to be underestimated.

Only the "King Shu" remained unchanged in expression, hands clasped behind his back as he surveyed the surroundings, shaking his head slightly, "In the past, Pang Degong used to study易 in his boat, actually observing the Han River Dragon Vein, and later created the Lu Men Hidden Sect, passing the "Dunjia Heavenly Book" and 'Stone Soldiers Eight Formation' to Zhuge, which is the foundation of the 'Eight Formation Diagram'."

As he spoke, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "As it happens, I looked at these two magic books earlier than they did."

As soon as he finished speaking, he unsheathed the Jade Sword from his waist, spun the sword in the air, and pointed towards the northwest, "Fire in that direction!"

Upon the command, the Black Feather Guards fired in unison.

Boom!

The massive booming continued, smoke and dust filled the air.

It seemed something was shattered, the giant dark shadows in the sky started to disintegrate, and the white mist that enveloped the surroundings quickly dissipated.

Only then did everyone realize they had unknowingly moved their steps and changed direction.

And the area they had just been shooting at was the Three Loyalties Temple.

At this moment, the roof of the Three Loyalties Temple had partially collapsed, tiles and stones falling along with remnants of Magic Flags and Magic Swords.

The three people on the roof, along with those Qingcheng Taoists, had long since vanished.

Facing a whole squad of Divine Fire Guns, no matter how high the kung fu or powerful the spells, one hit would still mean pulverization.

The "King Shu" was unconcerned, pulling out a Yellow Talisman from his bosom, swiftly writing with a vermillion pen, then folding it into a paper crane, chanting a magic spell by his mouth before tossing it into the air.

Crash!

The paper crane took flight, flapping its wings as it soared away.

Not long thereafter, the sounds of gunfire arose outside Wuhou Temple, and the Blood Nuo Master returned swiftly with his group.

They appeared somewhat disheveled, fewer in number, some Black Feather Guards and skilled fighters of the Evil Dao were pale, looking as though painted in a layer of powder.

Just as they entered the courtyard, they collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The Blood Nuo Master's face was grim, clasping his hands, "Your Highness, we were ambushed, it was those old monks from Guangde Temple, fortunately, we used firearms to drive them back."

He had only been wary of the Taoists but hadn't anticipated falling into the monks' trap.

Situ Qian's face was also unsightly, speaking in a grave tone, "It seems the Mystic Sect's orthodox forces in Shu have already united, it could be a big trouble."

"No matter."

The "King Shu" smiled faintly, "For how many years, they've made no progress, I know the might of firearms, they still rely on their old methods."

Situ Qian gritted his teeth, "These people cannot be underestimated."

The development of events had surpassed his expectations, and an ominous feeling inexplicably rose in Situ Qian's heart.

However, the "King Shu" was indifferent, speaking calmly, "No matter, they are all within the plan, there's another person to deal with."

Situ Qian paused, "Who?"

The "King Shu" turned his head, revealing a meaningful smile, "Haven't you already seen them?"

Situ Qian instantly felt a chill down his spine.

Of course, he knew who the King Shu was referring to.

"Hahaha…"

Seeing his expression, the "King Shu" laughed heartily, striding away, "The situation is set, no matter how many people they have, it won't matter, let's see what we've gained in the city?"

Watching the other's departing figure, Situ Qian only felt the hair on his head stood up.

This demeanor,

is certainly not of King Shu!

...

"It's noon!"

"Quickly, follow the elder's instructions!"

Inside the Prince Mansion, at Granny Jin's command, the people in the main hall immediately busied themselves, spreading glutinous rice in bamboo baskets, then using a bronze mirror to reflect sunlight onto the rice.

After half the time of a stick of incense, they mixed vermillion with incense ashes and added Rootless Water, combining everything together.

This time, the people Wuxiang Gongzi brought were from the Three Religions and Nine Sects, some adept at molding figures out of dough, and quickly used the materials to make an effigy.

In the main hall, Granny Jin had already set up the magic platform.

Li Yan observed closely from the side.

This magic platform was completely different from the Mystic Sect platform, its design more ancient, and it held a ceramic pot in offering, within which a Black Scale Snake slithered, flicking its tongue, yet never leaving the pot.

It's a Spirit Beast...

Feeling the aura from the other, Li Yan's brow slightly furrowed.

The Spirit Snake was indeed nothing much, if bloodline were concerned, it was far behind Lv San's Little White Fox.

What truly shocked him was the plaque behind the snake pot, prominently inscribed: Divine Seat of the Queen Mother of the West.

Could it be that this Nuo goddess lineage,

is related to the Queen Mother of the West?

On the offering table of the magic platform, there were also items like a rooster and raw eggs.

Granny Jin in the front had already donned the purple Nuo Mask, sitting cross-legged, silently chanting spells, shaking her staff as a cacophony of jingles resounded.

The blood-colored effigy was promptly placed on the offering table after it was made.

Granny Jin suddenly opened her eyes wide, her eyeballs rolled upwards, leaving only the whites, and started a Nuo dance, wielding a knife from the offering table, chanting as she waved it around.

Suddenly, she staggered forward a few steps, coming before the tied-up Great Prince, waving a machete to prick his fingertip and forehead, smearing the blood on the effigy doll...

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