Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 1021 - 301: Countering the Plot
With each resounding note of the zither, every vibration of the strings sent a sharp beam of light, like arrows of flying swords, shooting towards Liang Gui!
Liang Gui wielded his blade and battled against that flying sword, while dodging the blades launched by the sound of the zither. The fight was intense and deadlocked.
Meanwhile, the giant bell soared into the sky, hovering above, emitting a series of reverberating hums!
With the ringing of the bell, waves of golden light dispersed, with golden rays covering Liang Gui’s body!
Enveloped in this golden light, Liang Gui suddenly felt his body become unbearably heavy! With each movement, the heaviness intensified, as if the golden light weighed him down with mountainous pressure!
The Wooden Mask Man floated in the distance, fingers moving agilely, seemingly remotely controlling the three magical artifacts to besiege Liang Gui.
His cold laughter carried a hint of smugness.
"Mr. Liang Gui, had it been you from ten years ago, I would certainly have turned and fled! Yet a few years ago, your Demon Core almost shattered in a great battle on the Prison Suppression Platform, destroying your foundation—what remains of your skills now, barely three-tenths? Though I am reluctant to harm you, persist in resisting, and you won’t blame me for employing merciless methods!"
Upon hearing this, Liang Gui suddenly raised his head, glaring at the Wooden Mask Man from afar: "You know quite a bit about me!"
The Wooden Mask Man sighed, wrist flipping as his palm covered down!
That flying sword dashed towards Liang Gui, which he blocked with a swing of his blade. However, the flying sword shattered instantly, spraying countless fragments at Liang Gui!
The change came abruptly, but Liang Gui swiftly retreated, his blade forming countless afterimages to deflect all the shards.
But finally, with a resounding note from the zither, a blade flew straight towards him!
Liang Gui seemed helpless, retreating again, and with a final exertion managed to raise his blade and block the flying blade.
Just then, the golden bell descended with a mighty roar!
With a hum, it directly enveloped Liang Gui within its bounds!!
Boom!
The bell fell to the ground, as large as a house! Liang Gui was crushed inside!
Rumbling sounds emerged from within the bell, where Liang Gui seemed to be frantically chopping, yet the bell only trembled with golden light while the body of the bell remained unmoved!
The Wooden Mask Man laughed heartily, descended from the sky, standing before the bell.
"Liang Gui, cease your struggles! This bell is a Low Grade Magical Treasure, not something your barely three-tenths cultivation can break.
This bell can suppress all things; the more you strike, each blow will rebound from the bell to strike back at you!
If you wish to avoid pain, conserve your strength."
Boom!
The bell emitted another roar, golden light quivered, but within, Liang Gui’s enraged voice came with labored breaths: "Liang Gui stands firm, unyielding!"
The Wooden Mask Man sighed, placing a hand on the bell, muttering incantations as the bell seemed to slowly contract!
Inside, Liang Gui appeared to continue pounding the bell’s body, but the noise grew quieter, the intervals longer...
Finally, with the last incantation uttered, the bell shrank to just over a man’s height.
Inside, Liang Gui’s movements seemed to have ceased.
The Wooden Mask Man slowly retracted his hand from the bell, seemingly having subdued Liang Gui.
Suddenly, a change erupted!
The bell silently formed a straight golden line on its surface from top to bottom!
In an instant, the bell divided along this golden line!
Amid silent stillness, the bell split open!!
Liang Gui’s body shot out from the bell, his blade pointed at the Wooden Mask Man! 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
The blade’s tip, mere inches from the Wooden Mask Man’s face!!
The change happened swiftly, as the Wooden Mask Man swiftly retreated, but Liang Gui’s momentum persisted, blade nearly brushing his face, relentlessly pursued!
Liang Gui shouted resoundingly: "You fell for it! Primordial Spirit Cultivators, when faced with me, a Demon Cultivator up close, are doomed!"
This blade was matchlessly sharp, its gleam shaking heaven and earth!!
As Liang Gui shouted fiercely, the blade’s tip almost touched the Wooden Mask Man’s face, even his mask cracked as wood-grain lines spread under the blade’s fierce edge...
Yet suddenly, where the face lay behind the mask, a soft chuckle emerged.
"Fooled, are you."
A hand rose, seemingly grasping Liang Gui’s blade tip!!
The knife’s unmatched sharpness seemed instantly pinched within his fingers!
Suddenly, Liang Gui’s face changed drastically: "You! You’re not a Primordial Spirit Cult..."
In an instant, a flash of light sparked...
Light erupted from the Wooden Mask Man’s hand holding the blade’s tip, exploding in a radiant blaze that blinded.
The flash faded rapidly, dispersing immediately...
On the ground, Liang Gui had been thrown away, falling directly to the earth!
His blade had dropped to the side, his body lying, soaked in blood!
At that moment, Liang Gui’s chest slightly rose and fell, breaths rapid, yet he could no longer stand.
The Wooden Mask Man slowly moved before Liang Gui, glanced down at him and sighed softly.
"You’re not a Primordial Spirit Cultivator... You... your cultivation is a Combat Technique! You deliberately lured me in."
Liang Gui lay on the ground, breathing, words coming intermittently, tinged with anger and resentment.
"Didn’t you use tricks against me too! When I used Magical Artifacts to attack you, you feigned weakness, pretending my artifacts trapped you, deceiving me to approach.", the Wooden Mask Man chuckled softly, sighing: "I merely countered your strategy... After all, you are Liang Gui!
Once lauded on the Prison Suppression Platform, defeating numerous ’Evil’, even now your Demon Core shattered, cultivation down to less than three-tenths, I couldn’t confidently defeat you in fair battle, thus I resorted to stratagems."
The Wooden Mask Man’s tone remained calm.
Liang Gui laughed bitterly: "You... are you not a Primordial Spirit Cultivator... you... you wield Combat Techniques! You aimed to lure me in."
Speaking thus, Liang Gui suddenly widened his eyes, glaring at the Wooden Mask Man: "No! Your means of attack just now... This... This... You, you, you are..."
Before he could finish, the Wooden Mask Man swept his hand, as Liang Gui was caught up in a whirlwind and whisked into the man’s sleeve.
"In consideration of who you are, I won’t kill you, I’ll imprison you for a year, then return you once affairs conclude."
The Wooden Mask Man’s voice was calm, completing his statement, he turned away.
Floating gently, he drifted back towards the pond.
But seconds later...
The Wooden Mask Man landed beside the muddy waters of the pond, finding himself startled!!
The black array flags he left imprisoning Yun Zhao remained!
Yet the space left by his restrictions and array formation, where Yun Zhao had been placed...
He was gone!!
"......"
The Wooden Mask Man seemed stunned, hesitating a while before suddenly taking a deep breath.
Quietly, he started chuckling, sound rolling slowly from his lips.
"Ha! Ha! Haha... Hahaha!!"
His laughter carried irritation, anger, along with touches of frenzy and madness.
After a while, the laughter subsided, the Wooden Mask Man shaking his head, loudly declaring: "Good! Well done!! Even amid my restriction array, managing to whisk someone away without a sound! Today’s events assure our irreconcilable enmity!! I’ll flatten this region, yet I will find you!"
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