Finally Found You
"How?"
"That's a bit unexpected!"
Another accident?
As Ren Yisheng, feeling somewhat exhausted and unable to control Zhu Youpeng as he trudged through the thorns, saw Zhang Xuezhou flying towards him.
The two met and exchanged some information.
Looking at the thorny path that Zhu Youpeng had created, Ren Yisheng felt that tonight was terrible, whether it was good or bad.
He didn't go to Huian Road, nor did he have the ability to control Zhu Youpeng to travel such a long distance. In the end, he listened to Zhang Xuezhou's suggestion and drove through the thorny road to pick up the person.
Unexpectedly, after driving for three miles, Zhang Xuezhou suddenly said that everyone could remotely pull the bronze tortoise and there was no need to rush to the rocket crater.
Ren Yisheng was overjoyed, feeling that his previously faint hope had been turned back on track. However, he was also somewhat saddened, feeling that he had wasted his efforts manipulating Zhu Youpeng to pave a thorny path.
"This is weird!"
He grumbled, feeling that tonight's events had been full of twists and turns, with both good and bad things going fraught with difficulties.
Of course, Ren Yisheng knew very well that they were all in such a bad mood, and Huang Daoxian's side was in even worse shape.
"That 'luck' thing you mentioned..."
"I'm a newbie, I'm just feeling my way across the river, I have absolutely no control, right now I'm just relying on Zuo Jin... and wiped out another group?"
Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou exchanged a whispered conversation. He wanted to ask about the conflict of fate again, but then he saw Zhang Xuezhou take out four purple crystal chips and exclaim in surprise, clearly somewhat bewildered.
"I can't figure out the secret behind the lucky jewelry and this chip," Ren Yisheng asked.
"I can figure out the secrets Zuo Jin Jin's lucky jewelry, but I can't figure out the secrets behind this chip..."
Zhang Xuezhou gripped the chip he had taken Zuo Jin. He felt that these chips might have played a role somewhere, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what that role was.
This made him ponder for a few seconds, feeling that he had entered the realm of magic, but there were still too many intricacies he hadn't figured out.
As he was explaining to Ren Yisheng, Zhang Xuezhou saw a purple light surging back and forth on the chip, which he caught a glimpse of.
When Zhang Xuezhou wanted to observe what role Zuo Jin's chip had played, he saw a purple light rise from the chip.
In the purple light, an old man with long hair appeared, his face filled with anger.
"Finally found you!"
An aged voice came, and the long-haired old man stretched out his large hand and grabbed forward. Zhang Xuezhou felt a dark shadow appear before his eyes, and a nine-petaled flower emitting purple light suddenly appeared in the distance. It continued to rotate and approach in his vision, and its body became increasingly larger.
"Oh no!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the nine-petaled flower, then at himself with the body of a three-clawed fish-dragon.
The ability to perceive something as enormous in his senses clearly indicates a superior opponent compared to his magical abilities.
Just as Zhang Xuezhou had feared most, all his abilities were no match for the competition of luck, and he was now in the situation he least wanted to face.
Zuo Jin was at a loss when faced with the tactical battle, but this nine-petaled flower was clearly not like that. The opponent had already taken the initiative when he was caught up in the tactical battle, and his actions were faster than Zhang Xuezhou's.
"So it was you who defeated Ba'ergu. Who exactly are you?"
The nine-petaled flower spiraled continuously, propelling forward like a great bell.
After sifting through the dark area without success, a sound finally came from within the nine-petaled flower.
Looking at the nine-petaled flower, which was several times larger than his own body, Zhang Xuezhou dared not utter a sound in response.
Physical size is not everything in a contest of martial arts, and the outcome of a contest of martial arts is not determined by the size of one's physical body, but physical size is clearly a sign of the depth of one's martial arts training.
Zhang Xuezhou might take the initiative to attack the weak, but he wouldn't dare to extend his claws towards the much larger nine-petaled flower.
For example, the Empress Dowager's firebird body could spew out a bunch of flames, and Zhang Xuezhou had no other skills besides dodging.
He lurked in the shadows, shrinking his white belly as much as possible, while making the blackness of the other areas blend in with the dark space.
"Come out!"
The sound from the nine-petaled flower was as loud as a great bell, and it traveled in all directions.
"Once you're in this situation, it's either me or you die; there's no other choice!"
Hearing Jiubanhua mention that she would die anyway, Zhang Xuezhou would normally have made some sarcastic rebuttal, but in this situation, he remained silent and simply observed her as much as possible.
One option is self-salvation, relying on oneself to defeat the nine-petaled flower.
One method involves being rescued by others, relying on others to find the opponent's whereabouts and thus defeat them.
"Those skilled in magic always hide; don't even try to find my true form!"
"If you dare not see me, then your power must be limited!"
"You took advantage of my good fortune to ruin my plans, to destroy my grand scheme, and drove me to my doom. Now why don't you dare show your face!"
Zhang Xuezhou had never met Huang Daoxian, nor had Huang Daoxian ever met Zhang Xuezhou.
Even now, as they were locked in a battle of wits, Zhang Xuezhou was not entirely certain.
Opposite Zhang Xuezhou, Nine-Petal Flower's voice continued, also constantly speculating about her opponent.
Clearly, Zhang Xuezhou felt that facing an opponent like Nine-Petal Flower was terrible, and Nine-Petal Flower felt equally terrible facing an opponent they couldn't see.
The other party even mentioned the concealment of their true form, and there was no shortage of speculation.
"Come out!"
"Let's have a good, satisfying fight!"
"Your cultivation is not shallow, why resort to such underhanded tricks!"
"If I win this battle today, I will die content!"
"Get out here!"
"I just want to understand why I lost; I don't want to lose so inexplicably!"
"Come out here!"
Zhang Xuezhou managed to remain calm, but the voice from the nine-petaled flower was clearly starting to waver after not receiving a response for a long time.
The petals unfurled, nine blade-like petals spinning and slicing through the air.
Amidst the scolding, the nine petals transformed into thirty-six, then into one hundred and eight, and subsequently manifested as a thousand.
The petals multiplied and shrank, like a fishing net being cast down, constantly cutting through every corner of the darkness.
"Very well, you've managed to evade my Myriad Flowers Search, so you do have some skill. Now try my Dark Enchanting Fragrance!"
In the dim space, the nine-petaled flower, like a performer, transforms its nine petals into thousands upon thousands, constantly sweeping across every corner.
The enemy's sweep was very difficult, and Zhang Xuezhou hid very carefully.
Once you've done something once, you gain experience. Zhang Xuezhou was originally a spectator in the battle of wits, watching Emperor Jing and others go back and forth. But after his confrontation with the Empress Dowager at Broken Soul Ridge, he realized that his black and white fish-dragon body had hidden effects.
As long as he can conceal the whiteness of his belly, he can obviously hide in the darkness and be difficult to detect.
He managed to dodge one of the Nine-Petal Flower's most powerful attacks, but this forced the opponent to use their second ability.
Dodging the opponent's ultimate move was a good thing, but hearing that the opponent had other methods made Zhang Xuezhou feel terrible. He felt that this opponent's physical evolution was extremely high, and that he had already possessed a second ability in the contest of movement techniques.