Chapter 269: 269 Sister Lan takes action, Penglai Magic! [1 more update] Chapter 269: 269 Sister Lan takes action, Penglai Magic! [1 more update] The perpetrator who trapped many people without a sound could only be either a psychic or a successor from Mount Penglai or the Beiming Sect.
But she herself practiced Penglai Magic and could sense the presence of other successors, discovering them in advance.
However, until Xu Qingyu ntioned that the director and others had disappeared, she had still not felt anything.
There were many people in the world who could communicate with spirits; it was just that they were known by different nas in different places, and among all psychics across the world, those from the Northern Lands were the strongest.
The Romanov Family was a psychic noble house of the Northern Lands.
Years ago, the Empress of the Northern Lands had specially requested a psychic from the Romanov Family to demonstrate many sophisticated psychic powers to her, so she had so understanding of this as well.
It was just unknown whether the psychic involved this ti was from the Northern Lands.
Fengyuan was located in the northern part of Shenzhou; it was quite convenient for people from the Northern Lands to co here.
She had to go and see what the situation was for herself.
“Teacher Xu, don’t panic,” Ye Wanlan spoke into her mobile phone, calmly soothing Xu Qingyu, “Stay where you are and don’t move, I’m coming to find you.”
Although Xu Qingyu was also nearly forty years old, this was the first ti she had encountered such an incident: “Okay, Wanlan, I’ll wait for you. I’ll call to ask for help from others!”
“No need,” Ye Wanlan’s voice was very low, “This is no longer a battle that others can get involved in.”
If it really were a psychic, then even a world-class boxing champion would only et the fate of being knocked out in one blow before them.
Because psychics were already beyond the rank of ordinary people.
Only Supernatural Studies could combat Supernatural Studies.
Xu Qingyu was stunned for a mont and did not understand the aning of this sentence at first.
But she trusted Ye Wanlan very much, and after the call ended, she stood still in place, not even daring to sit down.
“Teacher Xu,” Ye Wanlan hurried over. “Please show where the director and the others disappeared?”
“Just, just around that corner of the corridor.” Xu Qingyu pursed her lips slightly, trying to calm herself down, but her voice was still trembling violently, “When I walked over there, everyone else had disappeared, without a sound.”
Ye Wanlan draped a coat over Xu Qingyu and called a staff mber to accompany her to leave the scene imdiately.
Rong Qi did not co today because he had other matters; otherwise, with his ability, he would definitely have been able to help everyone avoid this situation successfully.
What was the purpose of trapping a group of ordinary people?
Ye Wanlan walked toward the location Xu Qingyu had ntioned, squatted down, and quietly listened to the surrounding movents.
There was nothing.
This proved that the director and the others had been kidnapped into an enclosed space.
Psychics had the ability to construct a space similar to a barrier within a short ti.
People outside could not see it, people inside could not get out.
Ye Wanlan’s eyes were ice cold.
Waiting.
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“Is there anyone there? Is there anyone at all?” the director mustered his courage to speak up, “If there’s soone, just respond.”
Qi Yunzhao was terrified to the extre, clinging to Shen Yeqiu’s clothes, not daring to move an inch.
Although Shen Yeqiu was knowledgeable and had been in the entertainnt industry for a long ti, he had never faced such a scene before and was trembling slightly.
The most composed person in the room turned out to be the only woman, Professor Shen.
“Old Li, does the scene before you look like the historical materials we studied a few days ago?” Professor Shen asked calmly.
Professor Li’s body shook violently, blurting out, “Are you talking about Art and thod?”
There were indeed many historical records related to Art and thod, after all, among the Six Great Sects, two were accustod to using Art and thod – Mount Penglai and the Beiming Sect.
“Yes,” Professor Shen sighed deeply, “Recently, our archaeological project has made great progress, and I am beginning to believe that in the ancient tis a thousand years ago, there were many magical cultivation techniques that simply did not survive to modern tis.”
Although the Six Great Sects had clear records in history books, their existence was beyond doubt.
However, many historians believed that the martial arts of the Six Great Sects were not as mystical as the rumors suggested; how could there be martial arts that achieved the purpose of killing just by using music?
But as the Seven Palaces chanism of the Headquarters of the Heavenly Sound Sect was cracked, more and more historical sites were excavated… All this proved that the unofficial histories were actually true.
“If it’s not Art and thod, how could it be possible to swap the stars for the sun?” Professor Shen said cautiously, “Although we have not discovered the sites of Mount Penglai and the Beiming Sect, how can we ensure that these two do not have successors?”
“That makes sense, but if it really is Art and thod, then things are bad,” Professor Li couldn’t help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, “After all, we are just ordinary people who don’t know Art and thod.”
Although they had not discovered the successors of Mount Penglai and the Beiming Sect, they had been to a Taoist hall at the foot of Mount Penglai and had seen the prowess of a Taoist priest.
Even the very common Taoist Arts were already beyond the understanding of ordinary people, not to ntion such high-level Art and thod?
Professor Shen’s heart also trembled: “Maybe we can only leave it to fate now.”
But in her life, she had made nurous contributions to archaeology and history.
To witness Art and thod with her own eyes before dying was nothing to regret.
“Ladies and gentlen, there’s no need to be afraid,” a voice finally spoke up, its tone tinged with faint amusent, “I rely invited you here as guests. Why put on such a fearful display? I don’t enjoy seeing you like this.”
However, they heard the voice, but saw no one.
“Who exactly are you?” the director gritted his teeth, “Bringing us here, what exactly is your intent?”
“My intent?” The person’s laughter deepened, “You just happened to stumble in, that’s all. I wasn’t targeting you specifically.”
The director took a deep breath, “Then let us leave!”
“Leave? That’s impossible,” the person shook their head, “I can send you on your way, but the destination would be the Netherworld Path.”
He wanted these people’s lives!
“Buzz—”
Suddenly, the space began to tremble, and the air was sucked out in an instant.
The director felt his lungs compress, unable to breathe, his face turning a purplish hue.
Could it be that today was truly going to be their last…
“You say you want whose life?”
A clear and cold voice rang out, like the resonant sound of a bronze bell that could awaken the deaf.
In the boundless darkness, a rift suddenly tore open, and light flooded in.
The girl stood against the light, her face indiscernible.
But to the director and the others, this mont was nothing less than salvation incarnate.
Qi Yunzhao reacted extrely quickly, dashing towards the breach of light first.
“Miss Ye?” After his surprise, the director was overwheld with panic, “How did you co here? Just now we…”
“Move it! Why are you standing around?” Ye Wanlan said coldly, “Have you truly given up on living?”
The director felt as though he’d been forcefully shoved, stumbling a few steps before falling to the ground.
He violently turned his head only to discover that Ye Wanlan’s figure had vanished.
“Miss Ye!” he couldn’t help but bellow, “Miss Ye, co out!”
Yet, the darkness before him disappeared, and light once again filled his vision.
In the blink of an eye, the director realized he was back on the road leading to Yongle Palace within the Imperial Palace.
Everyone who had been behind him was intact, each utterly shaken and profoundly relieved.
Clearly, what they had just experienced was no dream.
They had made it out, but what about Ye Wanlan?
The director’s face was as pale as paper, his heart rate nearly off the charts.
“Miss Ye? Miss Ye!” the director shouted until his voice was hoarse, “Miss Ye, can you hear ?”
Ye Wanlan of course couldn’t hear the director’s calls.
In the pitch-black space, she was left all alone.
Only the Cold Blade in her hand reflected so traces of light, which were quickly swallowed by the encroaching darkness.
“Interesting, you actually managed to save those people,” a cold voice erged from the shadows, “But now that they’re gone, you can’t leave. Is such a sacrifice worth it?”
He had trapped these ordinary People of Shenzhou rely to test out his newly developed Spirit Communication powers.
One person or a group, there wasn’t much difference really.
After all, he could just recapture those people for his experints after dealing with this ignorant girl.
Of course, he knew that Shenzhou was not short of extraordinary individuals, but this was Fengyuan, an abandoned place, not Yunjing where the elite converged.
Fengyuan and Yunjing were separated by thousands of kiloters; what could the people of Yunjing do to him?
Ye Wanlan did not speak; instead, she slowly clenched the dagger she carried on her body.
The dagger made by the King of Yan was of the highest quality in all aspects and could also be used as a throwing weapon at critical monts.
Whether it’s a Psychic or an Art Practitioner, their defensive abilities are generally weaker than those of a Martial Artist.
As long as she could find the enemy’s vital weak spot and behead them, then all their Psychic powers would be rendered useless.
“But you actually managed to break through my Barrier, let think—” the person seed to ponder for a mont, “There are no Psychics in Shenzhou, only Art Practitioners.”
Ye Wanlan still said nothing, observing her surroundings, looking for the source of the voice.
Tracking by sound was useless at this mont because the voice was coming from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint the origin.
“Could it be Penglai Magic?” the person burst out laughing, “If this were the Penglai Magic from three hundred years ago, I would indeed have to be more cautious, but now?”
Three hundred years ago, Shenzhou lay in ruins; what could they use to fight him?
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