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Chapter 832 - 695: The Pit

Chapter 832: Chapter 695: The Pit

"Weng!"

At the same time, a vast Array emerged over Green Pine Lake and the surrounding regions.

Seven glimmering star-like flames transformed into seven celestial lanterns hanging in the sky, echoing the Array below, and in the blink of an eye, they had imprisoned the entire heavens.

The crowd had been prepared for quite some time; they had been gathering their strength for this moment, so all these changes were completed in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Li Benlin and his six companions appeared, the sky was completely locked down.

Everything was perfect except that Wang Zijia furrowed his brows when he saw the seven newcomers; there was only one Celestial Immortal among them, Li Benlin.

With such forces arrayed against them, winning should be no problem, but to kill these five Extraterritorial Gods, including one Celestial Immortal, seemed a bit underpowered!

They should have had at least two Celestial Immortals!

However, Li Benlin didn’t give Wang Zijia any time to think, immediately upon arrival he quickly said, "Dao Quan and I will handle Lei Ting; you all follow the plan we laid out before and deal with the remaining four Mad Gods."

"The situation in the Void Ruins is tense. Be on guard; this may be a ruse by the Witch Realm to draw us away, so we must fight quickly and decisively!"

Having spoken, he ignored everything else and charged straight for the Lord of Thunder in the sky.

Dao Quan Zi, an Earth Immortal Peak Cultivator standing beside him, flipped his hand and drew out an Immortal Treasure resembling a Jade Ruyi. With his mana surging, he too soared into the sky.

That Jade Ruyi was actually an Eighth Grade Immortal Treasure!

...

The remaining five, including Wang Zijia, totaled six Earth Immortal Great Cultivators.

They exchanged glances, and in a flash, three of them disappeared, reappearing as they each engaged the Flame, Undead, and Witch Ghost Gods in combat.

Wang Zijia and the other two Earth Immortals also took to the air, directly encircling the Puppet Woman.

This was the strategy they had agreed upon beforehand: focus their power and break the enemy one by one.

Among these four, the Witch Ghost had the strongest strength, but the Puppet Woman was the most unpredictable, so they chose to deal with her first to avoid any mishaps.

As for the Array controlled by the Puppet Woman, it was now under the suppression of the Seven Star Formation and had no chance to be manipulated.

Of course, they could not freely wield the power of the Seven Star Formation either, which meant Wang Zijia and his team had one less force at their disposal.

But this was also expected and accounted for in their plan, so it did not count as a significant unforeseen issue.

...

At that moment, the Puppet Woman, who took on the appearance of a lifeless doll, faced the three encircling cultivators without hesitation and fought desperately.

Her entire puppet body erupted like a hairy beast, as countless transparent silk threads surged out, spreading in all directions.

She transformed into a ghastly ball of fuzz.

However, Wang Zijia was not the slightest bit scared. His body converged into a swarm of insects and charged straight at her.

Though the silk threads penetrated his body, they only dragged out some Gu insects and couldn’t control him.

The other two Earth Immortals, one transformed into active grains of sand, the other dissipated into an invisible scent upon the air.

All three of them, to some extent, had the ability to counter the Puppet Woman.

What set Wang Zijia apart was that whether it was the sand or the scent, when hit by the silk threads, the components of their bodies—sand grains and air currents—likewise traveled back along the threads, infecting the Puppet Woman.

This was a kind of unconventional battle at the Immortal level: Immortal Body Infection.

It was essentially a clash of Tao and reason!

Those Immortals who pursued unorthodox paths sometimes liked to employ this tactic as a preliminary test, the fastest way to gauge an opponent’s bottom line.

But there were few who would choose to gamble everything on such a tactic.

Because such a collision could easily lead to the breakdown or chaos of one’s Tao and reason. Even if one was lucky enough to survive and win the battle, they could end up as something unrecognizable!

Wang Zijia’s Gu-form also possessed this ability and was even more bizarre.

But after all, he had not yet become immortal, and imposing Zhu Qi’s Tao and reason might not be something he was adept at handling; he did not want to be overwhelmed by his opponent.

Therefore, Wang Zijia opted for a more conservative approach, using traditional assault techniques. After all, the Puppet Woman was a bona fide cultivator of divine powers, not well versed in close-combat!

Wang Zijia, in the form of tiny Gu insects nearly invisible to the naked eye, rapidly burst through the countless strands blocking his path and arrived at the center of the fuzzball. There, he saw the doll-like Puppet Woman casting some spell.

With such a lengthy wind-up, it was clearly not something trivial.

Unfortunately for her, Wang Zijia had no intention of giving her the chance to finish casting.

Sensing Wang Zijia’s presence, the lifeless, puppet-like eyes of the Puppet Woman instantly focused on him.

Before she could react, countless insects converged into a single golden vertical pupil, glaring at her.

’Demon Eye: Soul Locking Strike!’

A wave of physical divine thought shockwave shot at the Puppet Woman. Though she seemed to be a puppet, she possessed a divine soul, albeit with strong resistance.

Yet even so, under Wang Zijia’s sudden mental assault, her silk threads dissipated, and her body stiffened for an instant.

In the split second of that electrical spark, Wang Zijia had already swept his sword out.

The Puppet Woman quickly recovered and attempted to block with her hand.

"Dang!"

A loud clang resounded as the puppet-like arm proved to be as durable as a Magic Sword fortified by the Five Ghosts Transformation.

This creature was indeed inept at close-quarters combat, but she was far from frail; her body was clearly an artifact body, comparable to an Immortal Treasure!

A thought flickered through Wang Zijia’s mind, and he shifted his form again, delivering a mighty kick. Mana converged into a colossal foot, kicking her squarely out of the center of the dispersing fuzzball and breaking her strange defensive state.

But before the flying Puppet Woman could react, another attack was upon her.

Because Wang Zijia had kicked him toward an area of active sand grains.

As an Earth Immortal with such abundant combat experience?

Without any need for communication, he understood Wang Zijia’s intention instantly and moved with exceptional tacit understanding.

The numerous sand grains swarmed but didn’t envelop the Puppet. Instead, they followed the cracks in the wooden Puppet’s body, jamming all the key points.

In the sky, a large mass of sand grains extended countless threads, like bonds, wrapping around the Puppet’s joints, not only immobilizing it but also preventing the opponent from spreading silk threads again.

Wang Zijia’s eyes brightened, the red light shone through the cracks in his shattered armor, and his long sword rapidly transformed into a spear.

"Spear Technique: Meteor Dragon Strike!"

"Roar!"

The spear, accompanied by an illusory golden dragon, charged towards the Puppet.

At the same time, the fragrance of the surrounding air swept through, intertwining with Wang Zijia’s attack.

Wang Zijia’s attack power suddenly surged, and the golden dragon, with a strange tornado, heightened its attack power several times over and rushed toward the female Puppet.

The Puppet girl struggled continuously, but by the time she freed herself from the active sand particles, the Dragon Spear was already imminent.

Whether out of haste or panic, she chose a counter that was confusing to Wang Zijia.

She turned sideways and directly took on Wang Zijia’s Dragon Spear with her flank.

"Ding!"

"Crack!"

Upon colliding with the Puppet, its flank cracked open. However, the split unexpectedly gaped like a massive maw, rapidly swallowing Wang Zijia’s Dragon Spear, as if it had always had a mouth that simply used Wang Zijia’s force to open.

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows but dared not let the opponent simply consume his attack.

"Explode!"

"Puff puff!"

With Wang Zijia driving the Dragon Spear to explode, no earth-shattering blast occurred, only a few muffled sounds emanated from within the Puppet.

This caused the crack in her waist to widen.

"Crack!"

The fractures quickly spread.

"Snap!"

In the next moment, the female Puppet suddenly split open, her front and back halves cleanly cleaving into two thin halves of a wooden figure.

But the action didn’t stop there, and the thin wooden pieces shattered into countless pieces.

Then, those pieces writhed and turned into a mass of silk threads that, in an instant, furiously surged toward the trio.

The three were too slow to dodge and were ultimately engulfed by the silk threads.

On the spot, they formed a large white cloud that enveloped half the sky, imprisoning the three.

Unlike the previous silk threads which tended to control, upon entering the space of silk threads within the cloud, Wang Zijia felt as if they were entwined with countless invisible Puppets constantly punching and kicking him.

The power wasn’t great, but oddly enough, common methods couldn’t defend against them. It was as if they were hitting him directly, causing his head to buzz.

"Soul Puppet Attack?"

"But why can’t the Five Ghosts defend against it?"

Wang Zijia, hit by numerous Puppets, felt his mind grow heavy.

"Be careful, the opponent intends to fight a battle of wills with us!"

At that moment, the scent in the intangible breeze swept over him, and Wang Zijia’s mind instantly cleared as a gentle woman’s voice echoed in his mind.

"So I’m being besieged by will Puppets? A battle of wills? How fierce!"

"Indeed, those people who have become Immortals or gods with all their bizarre tactics just don’t like the conventional approaches to battles!"

Wang Zijia’s thoughts raced as he observed his surroundings while defending, seemingly contemplating how to dispose of the opponent quickly.

That is the difference between Immortals and mortals. Three God Monarchs besieging one who is at a disadvantage could potentially end the war quickly.

But when three Immortals besiege another Immortal, it’s easy to establish an advantage.

However, if the opponent wants to hold out or delay, they have countless ways. Once all their tactics are deployed, entangling in a fight for half a month wouldn’t be a problem.

Of course, since everyone’s methods are mystical, victory and defeat might also be determined in an instant.

And it’s not to say that in a three-on-one where one side has the upper hand that side will certainly win. It could be possible that the opponent suddenly unleashes some extraordinary Divine Power and turns the tables!

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Compared to Wang Zijia’s enthralling battle, the other four battlefields were not monotonous either.

Three of them were still manageable, all locked in combat and at a stalemate.

Especially at the very top of the sky, the battlefield where Celestial Immortal Li Benlin and Earth Immortal Peak Dao Quan Zi were besieging Lord of Thunder, was particularly tumultuous.

Dao Quan Zi appeared to be just at the peak of Earth Immortal, but he wielded the Eighth-grade Immortal Treasure Jade Ruyi, and cultivated the core Shangqing Dao Consistency Sword Scripture, "Qingping Sword Scripture". His Qingping Sword Techniques, combined with the Jade Ruyi, surged sword Qi to the sky.

He seemed even more flamboyant than Li Benlin and, like a main force, exchanged blows with the omnipresent thunder from Lord of Thunder.

Li Benlin seemed to be playing a supporting role, controlling a Golden Ring, aiding in the battle, and trying to hit the opponent’s nape with it from time to time.

After battling like this for seven minutes, Dao Quan Zi’s momentum surged, and a Lotus leaf emerged under his feet.

"Ruyi becomes the sword, Qingping defines the path. Qingping·Ultimate Fairy Sword!"

As Dao Quan Zi’s Immortal Yuan surged wildly, the Jade Ruyi in his hand transformed into an earth-shattering Giant Sword, slashing through the sky of thunder.