Body Control

The journey from the Northern Kuru Continent to the Southern Jambudvipa Continent was less than 30,000 li, and the power of the black and white horses was enough to take Zhang Xuezhou to Chang'an City.

The black horse maintained a speed of about 100 miles per hour during its nighttime run, which was slower than the top-tier demon horse's speed of 120 to 150 miles per hour. However, since it was nighttime, few mounts could exceed the black horse's speed.

The Venerable White Bone's sincerity was evident.

Perhaps he thought the Yang Soul Transformation Technique was worth the price, or perhaps he wanted to get rid of trouble and didn't want to run around doing things at his age, or perhaps he took out his most treasured possession to show his sincerity to Hongku, or perhaps he had a backdoor to control the Black and White Twin Horses, thinking that when Hongku used this treasure, he could lock the direction and eliminate Hongku as a future threat in one blow.

Various guesses flashed through Zhang Xuezhou's mind, but he felt that the situation of the Yedie River Holy Land was difficult to judge.

The Venerable One who came to congratulate Hongku was not necessarily entirely well-intentioned, and the Venerable One who did not come to congratulate Hongku was not necessarily malicious.

For example, if Hongku had embedded these heavy objects into the protective array of his palace, it might have been the Venerable Black Mountain's back door, and a moment of carelessness could have been fatal.

For example, Venerable Yellow Sand's Huangsha Technique may have flaws, or it may have accompanying cultivation methods, making it difficult to possess the power of the Huangsha Sect.

The same principle applies to the Law Treasure cloth of the Venerable Weaver Emperor and the Dingyang Stone, among other things.

This wasn't Zhang Xuezhou being overly suspicious; rather, he had already fallen into their trap, and even after traveling hundreds of miles, he was still tracked down by the Nine Winds Demon King.

This is the Yedie River Holy Land, shrouded in unpredictable Incantation Technique; any attempt to gain advantage here could bring hidden dangers.

The reason why Zhang Xuezhou gave the Nine Wind Demon King six Dingyang Stones without hesitation is this.

His current abilities are completely insufficient to determine whether these treasures have backdoors. Even Dong Zhongshu and others would find it difficult to determine. Only those at the level of Daojun and others can discover the trickery involved.

He clearly preferred to exchange it for other secure benefits rather than running around carrying a time bomb.

If there are other needs, he will not hesitate to spend money, even if it means exchanging something large for something small.

"Once we reach Yanmen Pass and find Zhang Qian, things will be much easier after we leave the Xiong State's territory!"

Zhang Xuezhou kept thinking about it.

He spurred his black horse onward, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding washed over him. He then steered the horse sideways and leaped away.

Using the vision provided by the Black Horse Netherfire, Zhang Xuezhou saw an arm-length feather stuck in the ground half a meter behind him.

The darkness provided concealment, and the feathered arrow was shot silently. If it weren't for his affinity with the wind, or the fortune teller's alertness, the arrow would have pierced his head and killed him instantly.

"Nine Winds!"

Zhang Xuezhou greatly alarmed.

As he shouted, he felt a strong gust of wind coming from high above, and the huge golden eagle swooped down from the night sky to grab him.

He spurred the black horse, which ran wildly and erratically, without any normal course of movement.

"Venerable White Bone, were you casting the spell behind the scenes?"

After calling out the name of the Nine Wind Demon King, Zhang Xuezhou shouted loudly.

Whether he can escape now depends entirely on this dark horse. If the Technique Method horse, Venerable White Bone, malfunctions, Zhang Xuezhou will have almost no chance of survival.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't need to look back to know that Jiu Feng had likely already switched sides.

For Jiu Feng to risk his life to defect, perhaps only Incantation Technique could have such an effect.

At this point, Zhang Xuezhou still needed to use Hongku's identity to intimidate others. He didn't know if the person casting the spell behind the scenes could hear his voice, but as long as they noticed, his voice would definitely have some effect.

If the one who cast the spell is Venerable White Bone, the other party will likely be cautious and wary of Hongku's desperate counterattack once he has identified his target.

If the one who cast the spell was not Venerable White Bone, but someone else, the other party might very well be hoping that Hongku would misjudge the target when he retaliates, which would further reinforce Zhang Xuezhou's misjudgment.

If the Venerable White Bone is one of the spellcasters, the other party will surely make the group of spellcasters be cautious and careful, so that he doesn't suffer alone.

Many thoughts flashed through Zhang Xuezhou's mind, and then he shouted repeatedly.

"Damn it! You actually used my golden eagle to carry out a brutal attack while I was chasing you!"

Then the Nine Winds Demon King shouted.

However, Zhang Xuezhou also found it difficult to determine whether the Nine Winds Demon King had been fully conscious or had awakened after being forcibly controlled.

His negotiation with Jiufeng has likely been discovered by the other party.

"Nine Winds, stop the golden eagle from where it is, let me run first!"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted.

"It's out of control! This Golden Eagle King has gone mad and won't listen to me at all!"

The urgency in Jiu Feng's eyes was clearly impossible to hide.

For the sake of his own life, he would certainly prefer to cooperate with Zhang Xuezhou.

But given the current situation, even with his slow reaction, he knew that things had been exposed. Business was indeed tough for the spellcasters of the Yedie River Holy Land, and it would be even more difficult for him to turn the tables.

The whispered words echoed in his ears, causing Jiu Feng's face to turn pale and then flushed.

"This is outrageous! You are absolutely outrageous!"

A low voice can be more than just persuasion; it can also be a warning and a threat.

The Xuan Shen that saved the Nine Wind Demon King is in the hands of the other party, who can also control the Golden Eagle and may even have tampered with him.

If he's not careful, it's not impossible for the other party to cast a curse and kill him.

"Outrageous! You actually used tricks on me! From this day forward, you will be an enemy of our Nine Spirits Holy Land, an enemy to the death!" Nine Wind roared. "I refuse to believe that you could curse me to death from such a distance! If I can find the medium through which you cast your curse, I..."

"Venerable Black Mountain, did you use the Dingyang Stone to carry out this attack?!"

Under the night sky, Zhang Xuezhou's shouts as he frantically dodged alerted Jiu Feng.

Without a second thought, he threw down the six Dingyang Stones that he had previously wrapped in cloth.

A few seconds later, Jiufeng's figure changed, and his demonic body was revealed as he broke through the black clothes covering him.

He stepped on the golden eagle, the rank suppression brought by the Demon Race pressing the golden eagle firmly to the ground. He shook his body vigorously, obviously trying to remove any items on his body that could be used as a medium for incantations.

"What exactly did you do to me?!"

The murmuring voice continued in his ear, and even Jiu Feng felt a renewed sense of fear.

"Damn it, don't let me find your true form, or I'll definitely kill you!"

The power brought by the sorcerer is unpredictable and difficult for Jiufeng to break through in a simple way.

He had just uttered a harsh statement when he felt his body stiffen slightly.

The other person was slowly taking control of his body.

With its demonic form firmly planted on the ground, it was difficult for Jiufeng to control it nimbly.

"It's all that Buddhist disciple's fault for killing Mr. Bei; otherwise, I wouldn't be so vulnerable to Technique Method!"

Jiufeng gritted his teeth and muttered something, beginning to find it difficult to control his body, and even he began to find it difficult to use his mouth.

At this moment, he was like an outsider, left to the mercy of the sorcerer who controlled his demonic body.