Chapter 30

"What's going on?! What did you do?!"

Ying Tianlong looked at Zhou Xian and immediately became furious.

"Is it that this pirated Divine Prison is useless for those who have already passed the test and restored the replica?" At this moment, Zhou Xian seemed to understand something.

Compared to the panicked Ying Tianlong, Zhou Xian was now calm and composed.

Just as he was speaking, Ying Tianlong's eyes became even more gloomy: "So you had already obtained the soul command?"

To be honest, Zhou Xian had only heard of the soul command, and he truly didn't know what Ying Tianlong's ability could do.

However, from the look on Ying Tianlong's face, it seemed he thought it was a given.

But before Zhou Xian could ask more, Ying Tianlong suddenly charged forward.

Zhou Xian drew out the enhanced talismans and threw three of them.

"Huh?!"

Just as his soul talismans were about to hit the target, Zhou Xian noticed that Ying Tianlong suddenly disappeared from his spot and reappeared on his right side.

"Teleportation? No, what I saw just now was an illusion!"

Ying Tianlong's consciousness was on the right, but he controlled his body to charge straight at Zhou Xian. When Zhou Xian used his skill, Ying Tianlong synchronized his consciousness, making his false body disappear and reappear where his consciousness controlled.

Calling it a "real illusion" was not an exaggeration.

More importantly, this illusion was not just an illusion. If Zhou Xian ignored it, Ying Tianlong would definitely charge at him head-on.

"Ha ha ha! This game world isn't an arena; you'll die here today!"

Ying Tianlong drew his large saber and charged directly at Zhou Xian.

At this moment, Zhou Xian also summoned a divine beast, and a terrifying Flame Anger Kylin instantly appeared in front of him. As Ying Tianlong said, the game world wasn't an arena, and there were no restrictions.

Seeing the large saber in Ying Tianlong's hand, which was glowing with black light, the Flame Anger Kylin immediately swung at Ying Tianlong.

But just as the Flame Anger Kylin was about to hit, Ying Tianlong's figure suddenly dissipated and reappeared on the other side, slashing at Zhou Xian.

"I've got you! Demon Binding Spell!"

Zhou Xian immediately used a skill that could paralyze the target.

Ying Tianlong was paralyzed, but he didn't panic. A mist-like substance suddenly emerged from his black armor, and the paralysis was automatically dispelled. Then, without hesitation, Ying Tianlong swung his saber at Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian immediately raised the Wu Jin Tian Kui Sword to block.

"Ha ha, you actually want to resist my Wu Mu Black Heaven Saber? You're asking for death!"

Seeing Zhou Xian raise his sword to block, Ying Tianlong's face twisted in a grotesque manner.

The Wu Mu Black Heaven Saber in his hand was a powerful weapon with dark abilities. Any weapon or armor that fought against this weapon would be completely corroded and turn into useless rust.

This saber was completely ineffective in the arena mode, but in the game mode, it had astonishing power!

During the close combat, Ying Tianlong had already seen the bizarre scene of Zhou Xian's saber being destroyed!

"Clang!"

The black blade flew out, and the Wu Jin Tian Kui Sword cut through Ying Tianlong's body without any resistance.

"This...?"

Seeing this, Ying Tianlong was completely stunned, as if he hadn't reacted.

"What's going on?! My Wu Mu Black Heaven Saber?!"

Ying Tianlong immediately took two steps back and looked at his saber in shock.

In that instant, the dark power in his saber had been completely absorbed by something, and the saber was quickly cut in half by Zhou Xian!

This is not scientific!

He shouted in his heart.

"It's impossible! My saber has a score of 145 points. What is your weapon? How could you possibly cut my weapon in half?! How could you possibly cut my weapon in half?!"

Ying Tianlong pointed at Zhou Xian with his broken saber.

"..."

Zhou Xian didn't hesitate and immediately swung his weapon again, striking the broken saber several times. The already damaged weapon was now just a hilt.

Ying Tianlong quickly retreated, his face dark.

The poor guy didn't know that in the moment his weapon clashed with Zhou Xian's, Martin Luther King had instantly emerged from the Wu Jin Tian Kui Sword and swallowed the dark energy in Ying Tianlong's Wu Mu Black Heaven Saber.

"Destroying my weapon, Zhou Xian, I really underestimated you. But don't forget, this is the game mode. I will make you pay! I will make you pay!"

In Zhou Xian's view, Ying Tianlong was clearly overconfident. He didn't know how this person had developed such a twisted personality, but since this guy was now blocking his path, he was his enemy.

"Ying Tianlong, were all those things at school done by you? For victory, are you really so ruthless?"

Zhou Xian took the opportunity to ask.

"Hmph! For victory, what's wrong with it? Anyway, you won't be able to report it after today. I'll tell you, I planned everything! I want to be the champion! The champion!"

Ying Tianlong's deranged declaration left Zhou Xian speechless.

"Do you really think becoming the champion is enough? Do you think the school and the police won't notice this?"

"Hmph, as long as I become the champion, what's wrong with it! I want to be the champion!" Ying Tianlong's face was still twisted.

"Master, I think this guy is probably possessed by a heart demon."

"Heart demon?"

"Yes, the Divine Prison is supposed to make people face their heart demons. This modified Divine Prison doesn't seem to do that, and this person definitely hasn't eliminated his heart demon."

But seeing Ying Tianlong's appearance, Zhou Xian felt a bit frightened: "Could the heart demon also affect this person's personality in reality?"

Ying Tianlong's chaotic behavior immediately made Zhou Xian think of mental illness.

Could it be due to that?

"Is it really something like schizophrenia?" Zhou Xian saw Ying Tianlong's twisted face, and it seemed he could still distinguish between reality and the game, but it didn't seem to be the case.

At this moment, Zhou Xian suddenly thought of his earlier guess: "Could it be that the game is influencing reality?"

Ying Tianlong roared for a while, but when he realized Zhou Xian wasn't paying attention to him, he became furious: "Now, I'll show you my trump card. You will die here today! You will die here today!"

Ying Tianlong shouted, and black mist immediately surged from his armor, filling the space around him.

At this moment, countless fierce white shadows seemed to drift throughout the space, creating a terrifying atmosphere that made people shudder.

"Let me show you my ultimate move—Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!"

As he spoke, Ying Tianlong gathered his dark power.

"Then, let me show you my trump card."

Zhou Xian said, and the dragon puppet armor on his body suddenly glowed with golden light. The two dragon heads on his shoulders seemed to come to life.

The two fierce dragon heads immediately emitted waves of energy, and the entire space seemed to pause!

"Boil the Heavens, Boil the Seas!"

Just like Zhou Xian's move, when he used this skill, the entire space seemed to tremble, the air boiled, and the earth shook!

Even though Zhou Xian wasn't a true emperor who had passed the trial, he still possessed terrifying power!

In an instant, the ghostly shadows on the ground let out mournful cries and disappeared under Zhou Xian's ultimate move!

"Idiot, you used your ultimate move so easily!"

Seeing Zhou Xian use his skill, Ying Tianlong was not surprised but delighted.

Zhou Xian also noticed that his skill didn't seem to harm the opponent. Although it burned all the ghosts, it only seemed to have consumed one of Ying Tianlong's skills.

"Trump cards aren't something to be used so easily. I just tricked you, and you fell for it! Now, let me show you my true trump card! Summon the Black Heaven God!"

As Ying Tianlong finished speaking, black mist surged and enveloped him. The mist gradually solidified on his body, and in the end, it transformed him into a true monster!

"This is a possession skill!"

The possession skill is a special existence in the game. It often appears as a special event where a powerful being temporarily grants their power to a player. When possessed, the player's abilities are significantly enhanced, and they gain more experience.

Zhou Xian also had this ability, but he wasn't possessed. Instead, he could use this ability to grant his puppet more power. As for granting power to others, Zhou Xian couldn't do that yet.

But Ying Tianlong was clearly using the true possession skill.

"It seems this guy has relied on that Black Heaven Demon God, which is why he can use this skill so conveniently."

For players, this possession skill is just a "special event," but Ying Tianlong was clearly different. He had relied on a powerful being and borrowed their power to gain such formidable abilities.

"Now, let me show you my power!"

"Cry! Scream! And then die!"

In Zhou Xian's eyes, the Ying Tianlong in front of him had become a Black Heaven Demon God's avatar, with his level skyrocketing to a terrifying LV100.

The Black Heaven Demon God's avatar was over ten meters tall, exuding a terrifying aura, like an ancient demon.

With the appearance of the Black Heaven Demon God, the gloomy Lingyao Tomb became even more filled with a strange and eerie atmosphere.

However, seeing Ying Tianlong use this move, Zhou Xian remained calm and composed. He calmly took out a jade token.

"Four Holy Beasts' White Tiger Puppet!"

Zhou Xian threw the jade token into the sky, and it immediately emitted a dazzling light, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

"Roar—!!"

A presence no less formidable than the Black Heaven Demon God's avatar burst out from the light.

This massive figure was no less imposing than the Black Heaven Demon God's avatar, and its aura was even more overwhelming. Although it was a puppet, it gave a sense of being alive. This terrifying feeling was almost indescribable!

[Four Holy Beasts' White Tiger Puppet: 100-level puppet, can be ridden, attacks ignore defense, each attack counts as a double strike]

"So, your trump card just now wasn't your true trump card?" Seeing Zhou Xian's White Tiger Puppet, the confident Ying Tianlong's face suddenly changed.

"No, that was indeed my trump card." Zhou Xian was now sitting on the White Tiger's back.

"But, a true trump card is something you can use as much as you want, isn't it?!"