“Look up and count how many formations are surrounding you, with just a flick of my finger, you’ll be obliterated!”
This was the pride of the Red Buddha Society’s president, the sole gift she received after entering the mysterious underground palace and meeting that evil deity.
Upon her return, she had set up all of these in her temple, keeping them as her ultimate trump card until now.
As the Red Buddha Society grew ever stronger, these trump cards nearly faded into obsolescence, unable to serve their intended purpose.
Who would’ve thought that today, someone like Xu Fei would walk right into her trap?
After saying this, the president noticed not a trace of panic on Xu Fei’s face.
She couldn’t help but ask.
“Can’t you see the situation you’re in, kid? You’re about to die, and you’re still smiling!”
Hearing this, Xu Fei’s grin widened even more.
“Me, about to die? Sorry, beauty, you might’ve got one thing wrong.”
“When it comes to controlling these things, I might just be better at it than you!”
From the moment the temple began to transform, Xu Fei had already figured it out, these weren’t mere imitations.
They were genuine products of the underground palace, because as soon as the temple completed its transformation, Xu Fei clearly felt the Yin-Yang energy within him stirring, and the ring on his finger was spinning wildly.
Even when the president was lost in her extreme self-confidence, Xu Fei had quietly released a portion of his Yin-Yang energy.
Now, he only needed to give the command to easily seize control of the temple.
“What? What do you mean? Are you saying you can control the entire temple too?”
The president clearly didn’t believe such nonsense, so she began to form hand seals, and the surrounding formations started to activate.
Some formations were simple, others complex, individually they weren’t particularly powerful.
Their strength lay in their ability to work together, much like the intricate traps described in tomb-raiding tales.
Except here, cold weapons were replaced with true qi manipulation.
But the president watched in disbelief as Xu Fei didn’t even bother with defensive moves.
Whether it was flames or floods surging toward Xu Fei, at the very moment they were about to hit him.
Other formations would automatically activate, countering with identical flames or floods to neutralize the attacks.
“This, this, this… I clearly didn’t trigger those formations, what’s going on?”
Growing increasingly unnerved by the bizarre situation, the president started to panic, feeling she could no longer read the young man before her.
Determined to end it with one strike, she figured that if she could catch Xu Fei off guard and kill him, all her worries would be resolved.
So, she continued to feign activating ordinary formations while secretly triggering a combined formation.
“Come forth, Yamata no Orochi! Devour him!”
With a furious roar, the president summoned a massive, ferocious python with eight heads.
The creature looked terrifyingly savage, but Xu Fei merely sighed in exasperation.
“Poor Yamata no Orochi, I wonder what it went through back in its homeland, now anyone with a bit of power can summon its shadow!”
