Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1286 Shadow Condensation Divine Technique

The thought startled even himself.

Could it be that, without realizing it, he has already begun to think about the future of the sect as the successor to the high priest?

Hey! What are you daydreaming about, kid?!

Seeing Wu You's shifty eyes, Lao Liu slapped him on the shoulder anxiously, "Hurry up, try to persuade your pig-brained cult leader! Do you want to die here with him?"

"I......"

Wu You opened his mouth, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.

His two hands were twisted together unnaturally, making Lao Liu click his tongue in disapproval.

"I have decided."

Seeing his embarrassment, Jiang Xiaochuan nodded and said calmly.

In Jiang Xiaochuan's view, Yin Changsheng was by no means an ordinary character.

This person, who gained Tang Jie's trust and was entrusted with the important task of tracking, must have been his confidant and right-hand man, perhaps even his sharpest weapon.

Having him serve by Tang Jie's side would undoubtedly add countless dangers and uncertainties to the already difficult situation of the High Priest.

If they could use the terrain and formation to kill Yin Changsheng, it would be equivalent to clipping one of Tang Jie's wings in advance.

This will greatly alleviate the pressure faced by the High Priest and increase the chances of victory in the inevitable internal conflict.

Moreover, having just received a great favor from the High Priest, it is only right that I share his burdens now that I have accepted this kindness.

"I obey my orders."

Sensing Jiang Xiaochuan's resolute decision, Wu You immediately forgot all his thoughts and knelt on one knee.

"Hopeless."

The sixth brother shook his head helplessly. He finally understood that this kid was inexperienced and easily led by the nose.

Moreover, he's incredibly stubborn.

"Do as I say. Continue to control the formation, and report to me immediately when he gets close enough."

As Jiang Xiaochuan spoke, he pulled Wu You up and solemnly instructed him.

Then, he turned his gaze to the sixth brother: "You should get ready too."

"I?"

Old Six pointed at himself, shaking his head like a rattle-drum, "Why should I? Fatty said I'm not getting involved! You're one crazy and one stupid, do whatever you want, I'm leaving!"

As he spoke, he actually made a move to slip away along the passageway.

"If I die here, will the Crimson Blood Church let you, a grave robber, go free?"

Jiang Xiaochuan did not stop him, and said calmly:

"My importance to the High Priest goes without saying. We travel together. If I die and you live, do you think he will let you go?"

"On the contrary, if I can get rid of the person who came, the pressure on the high priest will be greatly reduced. The difference between these two outcomes is quite significant."

Upon hearing this, Lao Liu abruptly stopped in his tracks, his expression shifting rapidly.

Jiang Xiaochuan's words made sense. He had stolen the sacred tomb of the Crimson Blood Sect, and if it weren't for his connection with Jiang Xiaochuan, he would have been dead long ago.

Conversely, if the old priest can truly defeat that pale-faced man, Jiang Xiaochuan will inevitably rise to power, and his status will naturally rise accordingly.

After a fierce internal struggle, Lao Liu finally gritted his teeth and walked back, cursing:

"Damn it! I must have owed you something in my past life!"

"But it's a deal, if things go wrong, I'm running away immediately, so don't blame me!"

"can."

Under these circumstances, it was already quite difficult to keep Lao Liu, so Jiang Xiaochuan naturally wouldn't ask too much of him.

The sixth brother should still have quite a few life-saving items on him, which could come in handy at a critical moment.

He said no more, walked straight to an ancient tree beside the passage that required several people to encircle, leaned against the trunk, and slowly sat down cross-legged.

"I need half an hour to recover my strength. Wu You, I'm leaving you here."

Knowing Wu You's abilities, Jiang Xiaochuan closed his eyes, and his aura instantly calmed down.

"Humph."

Lao Liu and Wu You exchanged a glance and snorted. Jiang Xiaochuan dared to be so crazy, so this dim-witted teenager in front of them should bear at least half the responsibility.

If it weren't for the ghost formation he set up that could trap Nirvana Realm cultivators, giving Jiang Xiaochuan unwarranted confidence...

Just as Lao Liu was muttering to himself, thinking about finding a relatively comfortable tree root to lean against, Wu You quietly moved in front of him and blocked his way.

"Hey kid, what do you want?"

Old Liu was taken aback, and subconsciously crossed his arms, his chubby face showing vigilance and a hint of displeasure.

He wasn't in the mood to play with this kid right now.

Wu You pursed his lips and raised his right hand without saying a word, making a peculiar gesture towards Lao Liu.

With his fingertips lightly cupped together, as if holding an invisible pen, he slowly moved his fingers about half a foot in front of Lao Liu.

Upon seeing this, the sixth brother was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and his displeasure was instantly replaced by shock. "You... you're not going to use the Shadow Condensation Divine Technique, are you?!"

Lao Liu vaguely remembered that the Zhenling Division possessed an extremely ingenious array-assisted secret technique.

The Art of Condensing Shadows and Expanding Divine Power.

This technique can completely replicate a person's aura, voice, appearance, and smile through remote copying.

Then, by using formations, the replicated phantoms are projected into a designated area, creating a deceptive effect that is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Old Six was well aware of just how difficult this secret technique was.

Just controlling the teleportation array with all one's might would be extremely taxing, and then one would have to divert one's attention to replicate the aura and form of the phantom.

It's like playing two roles; not only do you have to precisely control the rhythm of the formation, but you also have to make the movements of the phantoms match the real person perfectly. Any slight deviation will be detected.

The mental and physical strain it takes is terrifying.

While Lao Liu was still speechless with shock, Wu You had already finished copying his work, and only stopped when he touched the air with his fingertips.

He looked up at the horrified Lao Liu and, mimicking Lao Liu's earlier gesture, gave a soft "humph."

Immediately afterwards, Wu You turned around and walked to Jiang Xiaochuan, who was meditating.

He also raised his hand, his fingertips hovering in front of Jiang Xiaochuan, and carefully began to trace the image from a distance.

A moment later, Wu You finished copying the image and gently guided his fingertip toward the core of the array in front of him.

Two illusory figures drifted forward along with his force.

Having done this, Wu You immediately sat down cross-legged and quickly drew a complex rune on the ground in front of him with his wooden sword.

After drawing the talisman, he flipped his wrist and plunged the wooden sword into the center of the talisman.

The sword trembled slightly, and a faint spiritual energy was drawn from the earth's veins, flowing into his body along the sword.

This talisman could barely replenish his spiritual power, but it was far from enough to offset the drain on his energy from activating the array; it was better than nothing.

Immediately afterwards, Wu You closed his eyes, formed hand seals, and his aura suddenly condensed, pouring into the array patterns.

The next moment, the buzzing of the teleportation array suddenly intensified, almost forming a dizzying, bizarre wall.

As time went by, Wu You's face grew paler and paler.

Using one's own mind as a guide to forcibly maintain the operation of the formation is still somewhat of a strain for now.

At the same time, Yin Changsheng's bloodthirsty aura was slowly approaching.

Wu You locked onto that aura, manipulating the formation to constantly change.

They forcefully trapped the opponent in the chaotic area, delaying the time bit by bit.

This support lasted for an hour.