Chapter 117

Watching Xiao’s attack miss again and being led around by Venti, Zhongli sighed and said softly:

"That’s enough, Xiao."

Xiao immediately stopped attacking, exited the arena, and lowered his head with some guilt.

"Apologies, Sect Master, Head, Xiao has disgraced Shushan."

Jiang Yan smiled gently.

"No matter. You have only been cultivating for two days and haven't mastered the essence of an immortal cultivator’s combat."

"Cultivate diligently in the future and spar with many fierce beasts outside the mountain, and you will naturally understand how to fight."

Having said this, Jiang Yan looked at Zhongli and said softly:

"It’s your turn, Head Zhongli."

Zhongli nodded slightly, carrying the Vortex Vanquisher to the arena.

Now, the battle could truly be considered to have entered the peak showdown.

Seeing Zhongli’s aura restrained, completely unlike Xiao’s,

Venti swallowed hard.

Combining the analysis of his many powers, Venti confirmed it.

The current Zhongli could stab him to death with one spear.

"Old man, you will go easy on me, right?"

Venti gave a dry laugh. Zhongli didn't answer and looked up at Alice in the distance.

"You should come together."

"Ha! Bold enough! I like it!"

Alice gave a giggle, leaped up, and landed beside Venti.

Venti felt the boiling power in Alice’s body, and his heart felt a little more stable.

Now...

they should be able to withstand two spears.

There was no other way; in the past, if Venti and Alice joined forces, Zhongli would have had a hard time winning.

These two were both powerhouses only a line weaker than him.

And now...

the true energy in his body and the heaven and earth around him that seemed to obey his command told Zhongli.

He couldn't lose.

Even among billions of possibilities, there was no possibility of losing.

"Barbatos, use your full strength~."

Zhongli wasn't in a hurry to fight, just reminded him softly.

Venti swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly:

"Of course, I have no intention of holding back against you, old man."

As the words fell, an illusory crown appeared on Venti’s head.

A pair of huge archangel wings condensed behind him.

The surrounding wind submitted.

Alice also took out a magic wand.

She was indeed good at demolition, but bombs were not her strongest skill.

It was just that many enemies weren't worthy of her using her full strength.

Now, it was a chance to completely relax.

Zhongli nodded slightly.

"Now, that’s more like it."

"I won't give you a chance to buff yourself, old man."

Venti spread his wings and instantly turned into a spiral hurricane, approaching Zhongli.

Alice also ignited a fire phoenix, which screeched and rushed toward Zhongli.

The latter blocked with his spear without haste, and many storms instantly dissipated.

Venti’s pupils shrank, his heart shaken.

Only two days.

How could he become so strong?

Just like this, Zhongli didn't even seem to be using his full strength.

"Between us, there is no need for probing. Let’s go all out."

Zhongli said softly.

Venti and Alice looked at each other and nodded.

The next moment, their figures seemed to overlap, and a hurricane arrow wrapped in flames struck.

Zhongli’s mouth curled slightly.

Now, it was getting interesting.

Just like the spear strike just now, the arrow didn't last a second before dissipating again.

But Alice, who followed closely behind, fiercely stabbed her wand into the ground.

A flame vortex soared from under Zhongli’s feet, instantly swallowing him.

Venti didn't miss the opportunity either, Skyward Harp in hand, the arrow that once blew away the continent and ice and snow.

Shot at Zhongli one after another.

The fire and wind spread, and the already surging flames spread crazily as if gasoline had been poured on them.

Soon, it covered the entire arena.

Venti was panting, and Alice, standing to the side, was no better.

Looking at Zhongli, who was swallowed by the flame vortex, Venti was a bit uncertain.

"Should... have some effect, right?"

"I have already let you have three moves."

Suddenly, Zhongli’s calm voice sounded, and the flame vortex automatically dissipated and disappeared.

Zhongli stood in place without moving, not even using his proud Jade Shield.

Just covered in a thin layer of true energy, the two’s attacks were ineffective.

"As expected."

Alice sighed and said helplessly:

"The books are right; fighting an immortal cultivator really is a dimensionality reduction strike."

"Hey! You didn't tell me that earlier!"

Venti wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Zhongli, whose aura was beginning to rise, with a dry smile.

The divine sense that Zhongli had just mastered quietly spread across the entire battlefield.

Venti and Alice were stunned for a moment, keenly perceiving that everything about them seemed to be seen through by Zhongli.

"Here, there is nothing I cannot see through."

Zhongli slowly raised his long spear, Venti swallowed his saliva and muttered:

"Hey! Alice, how long do you think we can hold out?"

Alice looked indifferent and giggled:

"If he’s serious, we might not even be able to withstand one spear."

"So, the old man will still give me some face, right?"

Venti gripped the Skyward Harp tightly and asked in a low voice. Alice shrugged.

"Can’t you tell? This guy is clearly using us to practice. I guess he wants to try the cultivation techniques he just learned."

"...This news seems even worse."

"No!"

Alice refuted Venti.

"The worse news is that he is still thinking about the time you tampered with the contract."

Venti was somewhat broken.

"After this battle, the matter of that year will be written off."

Zhongli said softly, holding the spear in one hand and slowly raising the other to his chest, forming a sword finger.

Zhongli didn't intend to use the Sword Control Art, although using it could also make him win easily.

But it was hard to catch these two top-tier sparring partners, Venti and Alice.

At the very least, he should try the Holy Manifestation Mantra of the Pure Source he had learned.

Thinking of this, Zhongli didn't hesitate and, in full view of everyone, quickly chanted the mantra.

"The fragrance sinks deep into the universe, lighting incense to pierce the heavenly gate."

"The Golden Bird runs like a cloud arrow, the Jade Rabbit’s brilliance is like a wheel."

"The Southern Dipper and Northern Dipper shine on the whole sky, five-colored clouds are bustling."

"Worship and invite the Guan Kou Pure Source Lord, manifest holiness to divide heaven and earth."

"Shushan disciple Zhongli, worship and invite the Guan Jiang Kou Pure Source Profound Dao True Lord, act quickly according to the law!"

Not to mention Venti, even Xiao and the others were dumbfounded at this moment.

By now, everyone finally understood what spell Zhongli had learned.

This...

isn't this a proper God-Inviting Mantra!

Jiang Yan, on the main seat, couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

No matter how many times he saw it, Zhongli using the God-Inviting Mantra was always so discordant yet fitting.

It had a contradictory spell beauty.

As Zhongli chanted the mantra, a spiritual light quietly appeared between his eyebrows.

The next moment, it seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like an instant.

Clouds rose around Zhongli, and a brilliant white light began to cover him from bottom to top.

Zhongli rose without wind and slowly floated into the air.

His original black boots now turned into silver-white carved battle boots.

The silver light was like an eraser, slowly wiping across Zhongli’s body, and silver-white battle robes gradually emerged.

Silver armor, silver boots, silver cloak, truly the elegant and graceful Erlang.

When the silver light finally exploded into stardust across the sky,

a brand-new Zhongli appeared before everyone.

But at this moment, except for his face, which was still similar, no other part of him, including his aura, even Xiao couldn't say he looked like Zhongli.

The original Zhongli was steady and rigid, but now, he exuded an arrogance that despised everything.

His long hair was tied up with a silver crown, dancing with the wind.

His eyes reflected Venti and Alice’s figures, but they were filled with a fighting spirit that Zhongli had never had so vigorously before.

A third eye between his eyebrows was closed, looking more like a cloud pattern.

As for Zhongli’s Vortex Vanquisher, it had now completely turned into a three-pointed, double-edged blade.

Under the sun, it flickered with brilliant silver radiance.

This high-profile and gorgeous style was something Zhongli would never have.

But inexplicably, looking at him now, everyone felt it should be so.

They didn't see Zhongli.

But the Heavenly War God of Guan Jiang Kou who listened to the tune but not the announcement.

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

And he was supposed to be arrogant.

That pure and ancient fighting spirit erupted, and Venti felt a mountain on his back, making it difficult even to breathe.

Zhongli looked down at Venti and Alice. Even Alice, who was big-hearted, couldn't laugh now.

She gripped her staff tightly and muttered in a low voice:

"There’s a problem! There’s a huge problem!"

"Morax, why did you invite this one out!"

Venti subconsciously moved toward Alice and said in a low voice:

"You know him? Which big shot did the old man invite? This pressure is too terrifying!"

"Nonsense!"

Alice rolled her eyes and said worriedly:

"This guy invited the Heavenly War God!"

"Do you understand the gold content of the Heavenly War God? Among countless immortals, the one who can fight the most."

"High-hearted, not recognizing the family of heaven; proud, returning to the gods to live in Guan Jiang!"

"In any myth or legend, the combat power of this Erlang True Lord is quite fierce."

Venti pursed his lips and said in a low voice:

"I don't understand. Just tell me, are we in big trouble, or too big trouble?"

Alice was silent for a moment and looked at Venti with some pity.

"I am in big trouble, as for you... the trouble is too big, too big."

"..."

79. Alice: You are fighting close combat with Zhongli who invited Erlang?

"Sect Master, this God-Inviting Mantra of the Head..."

Ganyu looked at Jiang Yan with some confusion.

Jiang Yan explained softly:

"This is the Holy Manifestation Mantra of the Pure Source, a method specifically for worshipping and inviting the Erlang True Lord of the upper realm."

"However, what is invited is only a tiny bit of spiritual light from the power projection of the Erlang True Lord."

Liuyun asked:

"Erlang True Lord, this is..."

"He is a true immortal, and furthermore, the immortal most skilled in combat."

Jiang Yan smiled and continued:

"Erlang True Lord, also known as the Pure Source Profound Dao True Lord, is a proper Golden Immortal powerhouse."

"Erlang True Lord belongs to the strongest force in the upper realm, the Heavenly Court, and is respected as the Heavenly War God. He is a war-oriented Golden Immortal, and his strength transcends heaven and earth."

"Among Golden Immortals, he is also one of the most capable fighters."

"Erlang True Lord is not only powerful, but his background is even more terrifying. The controller of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor, is his uncle."

"The Jade Emperor is the incarnation of the Haotian God, and the Haotian God is a Great Luo."

"Erlang True Lord lives in Guan Jiang Kou, and has countless immortals and grass-headed gods following him. Furthermore, Erlang True Lord has a loyal dog named Xiaotian."

"The Xiaotian Dog is an ancient exotic beast with the ability to swallow the sun and moon, and it is a Heavenly Immortal exotic beast."

"Erlang True Lord enjoys the authority of listening to the tune but not the announcement in the Heavenly Court, where experts are numerous."

"This is a real great god."

"However, looking at Head Zhongli, it is clear that he hasn't practiced this method to a very strong level."

"It is just similar in form but not in spirit."

"But even so, at the late stage of Refining Qi into Spirit, relying on this method, he is invincible."

"If it is an existence that does not cultivate immortality, at the Refining Qi into Spirit stage, no one is his match."

Everyone clicked their tongues in secret, looking at the arrogant Zhongli at this moment, and felt a bit envious for a while.

Although the Geo God inviting a god sounds a bit strange, this kind of ability...

is truly too enviable.

However, Liuyun and the others, listening to the deeds of the Erlang True Lord, felt a bit socially dead for also calling themselves True Lords.

On the field, Venti and Alice looked up at Zhongli, and after a while, Venti felt the increasingly terrifying pressure of fighting spirit on his body.

He gritted his teeth.

"No, I have to make a move. If I don't make a move, I fear I will be crushed by the old man’s fighting spirit."

Alice nodded, and many powerful pieces of equipment appeared on her body.