"Progress is at thirty percent, we are finally at the location."
Zheng Shiduo said simply, then stood up.
They were all wearing gray and black full-body armor, but Zheng Shiduo’s armor had a striking orange-red mark.
Lao Zheng gazed around, observing the nearby terrain.
Wu Man reminded, "Sister Mudan said, if we can’t make a move within seven minutes, we can act freely afterwards."
"That ans, seven minutes is the optimal ti, right?"
Zheng Shiduo stretched his muscles, did so warm-up exercises, and said lazily:
"Brother Wang has leveled up twice, how can I ss up at such a crucial mont? You all get ready, Ji Yale, help locate that Demonic. I’ll see if I can lure him out."
Ji Yale nodded, "I can release a spiritual impact now, it should be able to control him for a while. Spirit Cultivator No.5 modified both Ji Xiao and ."
"Then let’s do it."
Lao Zheng made a gesture as if rolling up his sleeves and waved his hand. The group imdiately spread out and set up the Seven Star Sword Formation.
Following this, Zheng Shiduo took several deep breaths and placed the elixir given by Wang Jixuan inside his helt’s faceplate, ensuring that he could swallow it by just turning his head and opening his mouth.
Red halos rippled around Ji Yale, continuously imprinting the ground with shockwaves.
When Ji Yale was at Level A, he excelled in spiritual control and spiritual impact, which seed diocre among the A-Level Spiritual Ability Users with various abilities.
— Most of them could do spiritual impact, Ji Yale’s spiritual impact was just stronger and lasted longer.
But now, with the modifications by Spirit Cultivator No.5, Ji Yale successfully stepped into the S-Level ranks.
A qualitative change had occurred.
Ji Yale’s armor lightly flickered, the middle-aged man about to beco a father pressed down with his hands, clenched his fists, and slamd the ground hard.
An invisible shockwave entered the ground and instantly struck the Demonic refining the Blade Beast Soul below.
The black smoke enveloping the Demonic nearly dissipated, revealing a ghastly pale face with six symtrically arranged eyes and fangs piercing through his chin.
The Demonic suddenly looked up.
Ji Yale seed to lock eyes with him.
Suddenly;
A voice forcefully intruded on their staring contest, the Demonic suddenly saw a short, fat uncle with a black mustache around his mouth dancing seductively in high heels and hot shorts...
"Ah— honey, co to , honey, muah."
Demonic: ... Ugh.
Vomiting? Feeling sick?
This couldn’t seduce him?
Zheng Shiduo, who was casting a spell, saw the situation wasn’t right and imdiately changed tactics.
The image in front of the Demonic changed into an old man in a white lab coat, but the man’s face was very blurry.
Zheng Shiduo imagined the image of a scientific researcher;
Quickly, with Ji Yale’s spiritual power, Zheng Shiduo sensed the Demonic’s emotional changes.
Rage, hatred, bloodlust.
Great, this is it!
Following Wu Man’s teachings, Zheng Shiduo crossed his fingers into a sword finger at his temples, Spiritual Energy surged back and forth within him, and Zheng Shiduo let out a sinister laugh.
"Hehe, double his dose of the drug."
"He’s in pain? Are you pitying him? What right do you have to pity him? He’s just a clone, do clones deserve respect? Don’t be delusional, it’s just a created thing, piled up with nutrients and various elents, resembling a human. Is he human? Don’t make laugh."
Although Wu Man knew that Zheng Shiduo was using a big move, he couldn’t help but raise his hand to his forehead.
Ji Yale suddenly looked up but didn’t dare to make a sound to interfere, his hands moving quickly.
It’s coming!
It’s up!
Zheng Shiduo’s laughter turned a bit frenzied:
"Inject him with anesthetic! Pull his pants down! Hahaha! Yes, that’s it! Insert this crystal plug! Humiliation? No, no, no, this is just an experint, great and noble, an experint!"
"A created thing, you can feel pain too?"
"Feel the pain! Hahaha!"
Suddenly!
""Enough!"
A loud voice echoed between Heaven and Earth, and a beam of black light burst from the ground, with rolling black air rushing in all directions like a tsunami.
In the black light, a figure slowly rose, pale face with fangs, skin and bones, emitting eerie energy waves.
His eyes were crimson, staring fixedly at Zheng Shiduo, about to rush forward.
"Form the Array!"
Wu Man uttered softly, and a burst of Buddhist sound suddenly erupted.
The Demonic almost instantly regained clarity, but it was too late to escape into the ground. A series of Buddha statues descended from the sky, falling into six positions around him.
Seven figures lunged simultaneously, the Sword Array glowing with Buddhist light and starlight had been activated.
Zheng Shiduo, in charge of tactical support, and Shen Qionglin, who had been observing, began using their armor’s mobility to launch various micro-missile attacks from the periphery.
Zheng Shiduo roared indignantly over the communication channel:
"Wu Man, I’m sorry! Brother didn’t an to call you out! I’ll bow a hundred tis when we get back!"
Wu Man snorted, "Kill the enemy, don’t cause trouble for the master!"
The communication channel echoed with praises:
"Lao Zheng, you rock!"
"Pervert, you’re unbeatable!"
"Keep the attack rhythm steady! A-Levels with fewer attacks, S-Levels with heavy attacks! Let them see the power of our Little Electronic Sound Temple Buddhist team!"
"Hahaha! Demonic, no rcy!"
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