My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 248: Sudden Change

Chapter 248: Chapter 248: Sudden Change

As Wang Zijia finished speaking, various spiritual lights emerged around him.

Fireballs, ice cones, sharp swords, earth spears, various spells or talismans were activated. Bolstered by the repelling stance, they transformed into streaming light and struck the Maofaced Bat swarm like lightning.

Wang Zijia did not rest. He quickly crafted molten fireballs and cast them into the swarm of Maofaced Ghost Bats.

"Boom! Boom!"

Explosions broke out in all directions. Some secondary spiritual arrays on the magic-driven ship started to glow. The runes shifted around, and a series of exploding fireballs shot out and burst among the swarm of Maofaced Ghost Bats.

For a moment, a rain of blood fell from the sky.

During this process, although the outwardly repelling defensive stance was strong enough to restrict the Maofaced Ghost Bats from flying in, and even enhance spells, forming a powerful one-way defense, it was, after all, only a stance, not a physically isolating energy shield.

So in the fighting, some Maofaced Ghost Bats would rush onto the deck against the strong repelling stance, causing some minor disturbances.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia simply gave up the external assault for now. Gorgeous crimson spears surfaced around him, repeatedly striking down the Maofaced Ghost Bats that had made it to the deck.

With Wang Zijia’s intervention, the disturbances were quickly alleviated. After expressing their gratitude to Wang Zijia, they returned to the bombardment.

Wang Zijia floated into the air, arrived at the magical driving center at the top of the tower ship pavilion, constantly observing the surroundings. He was continuously exterminating the Maofaced Ghost Bats that entered the deck, and at the same time, he was also examining the situation of the Maofaced Ghost Bats swarm with a frown.

The battle had been going on for only a short while when suddenly, Wang Zijia’s eyes brightened.

"Senior Brother Nong, try directing the secondary spirit array’s focus fire at the fifteenth degree in the north, it might be where the Bat King is!"

As soon as Wang Zijia finished speaking, the runes on the magic-driven ship lit up again, and beams of spiritual light converged and went straight for the spot Wang Zijia indicated.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Aaah!"

With a series of massive roars and a tragic scream echoing, a mammoth-shaped bat at the peak of the Sacrificial Wine Rank, protected by numerous ghost bats, was hit by multiple spiritual lights, fell silent, not even leaving behind a corpse.

With its death, the Maofaced Bats swarm that had been attacking the magic-driven ship in a frenzy broke out into chaos. They still attacked, but turned noticeably disorderly.

The disciples sensed what was happening and started to attack even more fiercely. After all, there were rewards for contribution to be earned; opportunities like this to behead the opponent don’t arise often.

After the swarm of Maofaced Bats started to get messy, the number of Maofaced Bats entering the deck obviously decreased, and Wang Zijia relaxed a bit.

Looking at the numerous Maofaced Bats nearby, Wang Zijia had an idea. Just as the battle was about to end, Wang Zijia suddenly said, "Senior Brother Nong, open the capture stance bag and help me catch some live Maofaced Bats. I need more research material."

On the deck, another series of array rune lights lit up; a large bunch of spiritual light was suddenly ejected from the deck’s pointed end. Mixed with runes, the spiritual light marked out a unique large net under the gaze of all. It quickly formed and ensnared more than twenty Maofaced Bats that couldn’t dodge in time.

The runes flashed, the spiritual light lines contracted, and the large net turned into a palm-sized small cloth bag, shrank back, and fell on the deck.

Wang Zijia waved his hand with a grin and caught the bag. As he felt the Maofaced Bats squirming and struggling inside the bag, Wang Zijia broke into a bright smile. "Ha ha, thanks!"

Seeing Wang Zijia laughing heartily on the roof, a heroic feeling arose in the hearts of the disciples around him. They looked forward to the day when they too could treat these demons as playthings, capturing them as they pleased.

With the disciples’ constant attacks, the Maofaced Ghost Bats fell like rain; most of them fell on the white clouds supporting the ship’s body underneath, and as the clouds rolled, they swallowed the corpses. Only a small part fell downward, landing in the wilderness.

"Roar!"

In the wilderness, a series of animal roars resounded, competing for the bodies that had fallen. Although the beasts could strengthen themselves by eating them or even evolve by incubating them, they would also become demonic, and the outcome would ultimately lead to them becoming demonic beings unable to attain enlightenment.

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The one-sided slaughter continued for another seven minutes, gradually thinning out the horde of demon-faced ghost bats.

Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief. With a slight movement of mana, he was about to leave the rooftop and float down to the deck.

At that moment, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood on end, his spiritual sense throbbing as if he were being targeted by some great terror.

A streak of light rose from the horde of demon bats, bolting towards him like lightning. As it neared him, it transformed into a huge net, intending to engulf him.

"Hmph!"

Before Wang Zijia could react, a cold snort suddenly echoed from the crowd on the deck below.

A stream of light shot out, reducing the incoming net to a sky full of dissipating spiritual light.

"Haha, we’ve been lying in wait for nearly a week, almost reaching our destination, and you little monsters have finally shown up, I thought you weren’t planning on coming out at all!"

Immediately following, another joyful laughter echoed from the crowd.

"Charge!"

Accompanying the laughter, there was the clear ringing of a sword, along with a surge of soaring sword Qi.

Several disciples were dumbfounded to discover that the fellow disciple they had been working with for days turned out to be a Perfected One, a Great Cultivator!

Three bright spiritual lights lit up, and three figures suddenly floated up from the deck.

Two men and one woman, the two men in green robes each had a flying sword circling around them, and around the woman floated palm-sized paper figures. The eyes of the paper figures rolled around, as if they were alive.

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Meanwhile, in the control room of the magic-driven ship, a group of array repairers who had been monitoring the situation on the deck hadn’t yet recovered from the shocking turn of events.

In the corner, the unfamiliar disciple that Wang Zijia had questioned earlier also suddenly stood up, walked over to Wang Zijia’s sitting spot, and opened a light screen with a touch of his hand.

"Impudent!" Startled, Nong Yufei reprimanded the disciple subconsciously and attempted to swipe him away with his hand.

"Phew!"

But the strong spiritual wind hit the person without causing any disruption, as if it were a gentle breeze brushing past his face.

"Um... Disciple pays his respects to Martial Uncle!" At this moment, Nong Yufei realized that the person in question was a Perfected One, and even an array repairer!

"Greetings, Perfected One!" The surrounding array repairers also woke up and paid their respects simultaneously.

However, he didn’t pay any attention to the many disciples around him. The light screen around him flashed continuously. His hands moved swiftly and produced ghostly images in their wake.

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"Weng!"

On the outdoor deck, the Ascending Immortal Ship suddenly surged with spiritual light as the three Perfected Ones appeared. The ship unleashed the top-tier power of a top-notch spirit tool. It was obvious that the change in personnel in the control room wasn’t a minor one.

Seeing the sudden arrival of four Perfected Ones, Wang Zijia was taken aback, and instantly realized that this must be a continuation of the incense tracking incident. He quietly retreated and hid in the building complex of the ship’s pavilion.

The experience of Wanyu Immortal City told him it was best not to meddle when Big Shots were fighting.

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