I am becoming the ultimate demon.

Chapter 35 Explosion, Disruption of the Ritual; Battle of Formations, Lingering Grievance of the Evi

He clenched his teeth, and his hands trembled slightly.

He thought to himself that he could finally get revenge for that arrow.

I'll blow you all up, you bastards! How dare you plot against me! Even if I die again, I can be reborn. What about you?

Ji Lin threw the thunderbolt in his hand with all his might at the round altar that was emitting red light.

After throwing one, throw another.

He then turned and ran back. Even though the people around heard some noise, they did not dare to interrupt the "invitation ceremony".

Seeing this, Xiao Hei immediately used the black strip to pull him away, and the two of them ran back as fast as they could.

Because they didn't know how powerful the thunderbolt was, they were afraid of accidentally blowing themselves up.

The two ran while waiting for the sound behind them.

Two spheres flew toward the center of the sphere in a parabolic arc, one after the other.

Li Quan quickly noticed something was wrong. He reached out and caught it, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the black pill was emitting a distorted blue light, and he felt a tingling sensation in his hand.

He was very puzzled. What was this thing? He wondered who was so bold as to cause trouble.

"BOOM!!!"

"Sizzle!!"

A tremendous sound rang out on the banks of the Huai River, causing a violent tremor that felt as if the entire earth was shaking.

Almost simultaneously, an explosion occurred, accompanied by sparks and lightning, with a radius of several meters.

"ah!!!"

The cult members on the scene were instantly blown away, screaming and wailing. Everyone suffered internal injuries and convulsions.

Lower-ranking believers were killed instantly by the bomb.

System prompt:

[Anomaly +15]

Li Quan managed to defend himself with his inner energy, but the thunderbolt blast depleted most of his inner energy and caused him serious internal injuries.

Just as he was getting angry, another thunderbolt fell.

"BOOM!!!"

"Sizzle!!"

System prompt:

[Anomaly +10]

At this point, Li Quan could no longer hold on. After a spasm, he coughed up blood.

He looked around and saw that most of his fellow believers were dead or wounded, and he was furious.

"Who! Who is it! Who dares to disrupt the invocation ceremony?!"

Li Quan thought about it carefully and felt that something was wrong.

"This power, which only the Holy Lord possesses, how could a mere mortal steal it? This power from the upper realm? Damn it!!"

He didn't have time to investigate the matter; the ceremony was about to be completed, so he slowly sat down, his body trembling slightly, and continued the invocation ceremony.

During this period, the Pseudo-Immortal Cult meticulously planned and finally found the sacred object they had been searching for for many years. They absolutely could not afford to fail at the last minute.

Those of slightly higher rank began to be wary of their surroundings.

Li Quan understood perfectly well that they didn't actually have much effect on the ritual of inviting the saint; at most, they only added a little sense of ceremony.

The main reason is the effect of the round altar, the bone flute, and those Yin Sha stones.

The main role of the believers is to protect the altar, deter outsiders, and ensure that the ceremony is not disturbed.

Ji Lin, who had just run to the side of the house, was overjoyed to see this. He hadn't expected that the thunderbolt could actually injure Li Quan, and that most of the cultists would also be killed or injured.

Ji Lin slapped his fist and palm together, *smack!*

"The power of this thunderbolt is incredible!! This money was well spent!"

"Hahaha, wow! That was really fun to watch, bro! I should have been the one to throw it earlier!!" Huang Yu patted Ji Lin on the shoulder, his emotions running high.

However, this situation did not bring them joy for long, as Li Quan continued the ritual of inviting the saint.

The commotion in the river intensified, the fog spread even faster, and the riverbanks became obscured, while the moonlight overhead gradually disappeared.

"Form ranks! Charge! Slaughter them all!!"

"Don't let them continue!"

At Ji Lin's command, the bearded man, in his demonic form, wielded his greatsword and led his vanguard forward.

His position, being in charge of offense, naturally led the charge.

Ji Lin and the other two teams followed closely behind, concentrating all their battle energy in the Heavenly Position, which then emitted a faint red light.

Huang Yu vaguely saw someone blocking his way. He raised his greatsword, leaped up, and slammed the sword down forward.

boom! !

The red light vibrated through the group of people in front, instantly sending them flying a good ten feet away.

Seeing this, the members of the False Immortal Cult also formed a line to block them.

There were twenty or thirty other people of medium strength, who formed several circles and quickly formed hand seals.

"It's them! They're the ones who ruined our ceremony!! Damn it!!"

With a loud shout, a golden beam of light shot out.

Seeing this, Huang Yu was not afraid. He held his sword with both hands and thrust it forward, and the vanguard team members followed suit and attacked.

Then a huge impact scattered them and shot them straight into Liu Qingmei's team behind them.

Ji Lin and the others stared in astonishment, not expecting such a formation to exist.

"Miss Liu, be careful!!"

So Liu Qingmei took the opportunity to move up and summon a huge ice shield to block the pillar of light.

The defenders immediately became the vanguard, rushing forward to defend.

When the battle aura gathered at the position, it even emitted a faint green light.

Tang Wu, who was in the human position, also took the opportunity to attack, firing more than a dozen thick black rods from the flank at the cultists.

The support team members also drew their bows and nocked arrows; the bowstrings twanged, and a rain of arrows fell.

Upon seeing this, the cultists immediately withdrew the beam of light and condensed it into a huge golden light shield to protect the area in front of them.

The thick black arrows and rain of arrows struck them, clanging and tinkling, but they failed to breach their defenses.

Seeing the critical situation, Ji Lin knew he could no longer proceed slowly. The simplest way to disrupt the ceremony was to kill Li Quan.

So he acted immediately, transforming his legs into magic and charging forward, unleashing his skill on Li Quan and flashing behind him.

Although Li Quan was seriously injured, he was still very sensitive and immediately noticed that someone was approaching quickly.

He suddenly stood up, clasped his hands together, quickly formed a hand seal, and shot out a beam of white light that shone on Ji Lin.

"Please, Holy Lord, grant me strength!!!"

However, this light came from beneath the altar and seemed to possess some kind of mysterious purifying power, similar to a celestial technique, which could actually suppress demonic blood.

Ji Lin, who was illuminated by the white light, slowed down significantly and lost almost all of the bonus from the demonic blood.

The white light itself also caused some damage; a powerful impact knocked him to the ground, and all the disguise on his face was removed.

When Li Quan saw Ji Lin's appearance clearly, he was greatly shocked.

"It's you!! How could it be you!! You were clearly already...!! Impossible!! Absolutely impossible!! No one but the Holy Lord can be brought back to life!!"

He was about to continue emitting white light when, at that moment, the seal in the river's center seemed to loosen, causing a violent tremor and the waves in the river to churn.

The sealed river monster unleashed an indiscriminate mental assault, causing the ritual to spiral completely out of control.

A mental shockwave reached everyone's minds, and Ji Lin resonated with this mental force.

At the ancient altar, the images he received were clearer, and a picture of a giant dragon shrouded in black mist flashed through his mind.

The dragon was a thousand feet long, stretching as far as the eye could see, and its two enormous eyes were staring intently at him.

His heart skipped a beat, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his throat tightened, and a trickle of sweat unknowingly streamed down his cheeks.

A fear he had never felt before suddenly rose in his heart, making him instantly realize how insignificant he was.

"Five turbid dragons, a calamity from the heavens! You audacious monster! You are now nothing but a wisp of remnant spirit, yet you dare to wreak havoc on the world! Once I imprison you here, my mission in this life will be complete..."

An old man began casting a spell... and the scene disappeared again...