The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 282 Invoking the Gods (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Zhao Ti watched the scene before him with great interest. Although he had frozen Li Cangxuan, he had not used his full strength at all. He only wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but he did not expect that the other party had hidden methods.

"Senior Brother Li, you must not invite the gods..." Yuan Xiaoxian cried out, her bright eyes turning pale.

Li Cangxuan seemed to have become a different person at this moment, constantly making "howling" sounds, like a wolf howling.

His posture also changed from before; his head was raised, like a wolf howling at the moon, and his expression was ferocious.

Zhao Ti smiled slightly: "Besides healing, can this summoning god also fight?"

Zhou Tong said from behind, "Young master, I have never heard of this."

Zhao Ti asked, "Is there no record of it?"

Zhou Tong shook his head: "I have never seen such a record. There are only those who are disrespectful to the gods and blasphemous to them, and they will be punished in the dark, contract diseases, or have trouble in their families and clans. I have never heard of inviting a god to possess someone and then...fighting and killing?"

Zhao Ti laughed and said, "That's why they say traveling ten thousand miles is worse than reading ten thousand books. Isn't that what we've seen? It's like we've been possessed by the Wolf God."

“This…” Zhou Tong’s lips twitched: “There is no record of the Wolf God either. The books say that shamans summon gods, which are mostly foxes, weasels, white foxes, willows, and gray foxes. They possess the body to cure diseases, heal evil spirits, and drive away ghosts.”

Zhao Ti said, "It may be because they are easy to invite but not easy to invite, or it may be because there are only a few kinds of doctors who can cure diseases, while the others... are all fierce and stubborn and cannot cure diseases at all."

"Young master, be careful!" Zhou Tong suddenly shouted, lunging forward.

At this moment, Li Cangxuan's posture resembled that of a wolf, baring his teeth and curling his palms into the shape of wolf claws, his fingernails becoming round, thick, and sharp, shimmering with a grayish-white light.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he stared at Zhao Ti. His voice, now completely different from before, was sinister and cold: "Those who blaspheme against God, die!"

Having said that, his figure streaked across the sky like a blue light as he charged forward.

Xiao Feng and the other two immediately blocked his way. At this moment, Li Cangxuan became as fast as the wind, his movements were rapid, and it was impossible to tell what kind of martial arts he was using, but his strength had increased many times over, and his body had also become very tough.

Wu Changfeng clearly kicked him in the leg, but he didn't move. Zhou Tong slapped him on the shoulder, and he just swayed.

The two men were swept by his claw, letting out muffled groans as their clothes tore and they were thrown several feet away, suffering minor injuries.

His only concern was Xiao Feng's Twenty-Eight Subduing Dragon Palms, which he dared not withstand with his body. However, the Twenty-Eight Subduing Dragon Palms were not as powerful as before and could not stop him from moving forward.

Xiao Feng let out a long howl, having used his power to the extreme, but Li Cangxuan seemed to be a different person from before. It was as if a wolf immortal had possessed him, and he was beyond human resistance, pressing forward step by step and impossible to stop.

Zhao Ti slowly stood up from the bluestone and said, "Chief Xiao, please step back. Let me see what this so-called god is all about."

Upon hearing this, the shamans on the other side immediately roared in anger, accusing him of blasphemy and saying that he would surely be punished by the gods.

Zhao Ti laughed nonchalantly, and Yuan Xiaoxian suddenly spoke from a distance: "You, you'd better not make a move, hurry up and leave."

Zhao Ti glanced at her and saw the worried look on her face. He narrowed his eyes. Had she been recognized even though she was disguised?
At this moment, Xiao Feng struck out with a palm, and Li Cangxuan let out a deafening howl, slamming his hands together. Xiao Feng felt a strange, seemingly endless force, his face instantly turning pale, and his body involuntarily staggering back a few steps.

Zhao Ti reached out and braced himself against Xiao Feng's back, steadying him. A gentle surge of internal energy flowed into him, and Xiao Feng caught his breath: "Young Master, this doesn't seem to be the same person. Could it be that a god can truly possess someone?"

"Invite a god to possess me?" Zhao Ti smiled slightly, seeing Li Cangxuan already rushing over.

He had no fancy moves at this moment, and it seemed that he didn't even have any internal energy. He just made a constant "whoosh" sound, which was sharp and piercing. His figure was flashing with blue light as he grabbed Zhao Ti with both hands.

Zhao Ti unleashed his Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, which collided with the opponent's claws. A dull, grating sound rang out, and Li Cangxuan let out a series of strange screams, his feet shifting wildly as he slid backward.

His face was now completely ashen, his teeth were showing, his expression was ferocious and cruel, and his eyes seemed to be flashing with green light, just like a hungry wolf whose ferocity had been aroused.

Zhao Ti slowly withdrew his palm; he had just used eighty percent of the power of the eleventh level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

If it were the previous Li Cangxuan, he would have been seriously injured or killed in this attack, but now he seems to have only suffered minor injuries and been repelled.

Zhao Ti looked at it indifferently with his hands behind his back: "What kind of divine summoning is this? It's nothing special."

The surrounding shamans were all dumbfounded. The Jurchen man with the hawk-like gaze stared wide-eyed, muttering to himself, "This person's martial arts are actually this powerful?"

The long-faced Jurchen beside him changed color and asked, "Brother, which is more powerful, the wolf spirit summoned by Priest Li or the bear god summoned by Chief Shenyin?"

The Jurchen woman with her eagle-like gaze and wolf-like demeanor said, "The leader of the Hidden God Tribe should be considered superior."

The long-faced Jurchen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and lowered her voice: "I always thought that no matter how high one's martial arts skills are, it's impossible to defeat immortals and gods. It's just that Priest Li's ability to summon gods is not up to par. He didn't summon the most powerful wolf immortal."

The Jurchen man, with his eagle-like gaze and wolf-like demeanor, remained silent, seemingly deep in thought. But suddenly his expression changed, and his eyes sharpened.

Seeing this, the long-faced Jurchen hurriedly looked over and saw that Li Cangxuan had started charging forward again.

This time it was much faster than before. Previously, Xiao Feng had managed to block it, but this time it went straight for Zhao Ti, its body almost disappearing, transforming into a streak of green, its claws flashing like lightning, piercing the air with a sharp whistling sound. Zhao Ti showed a slight hint of seriousness. The speed of the opponent's charge was already approaching that of Changchunzi. Changchunzi was at the first level of the Twelve-Story Tower; only with the use of his techniques and the enhancement of his internal energy could he achieve such speed. But Li Cangxuan clearly hadn't reached the twelfth level, so why had he also reached this speed?

He had initially observed the other person and deduced that it was a shamanic technique that stimulated his own potential, which greatly increased his abilities.

But it turned out not to be, because apart from the fingernails becoming unrecognizable as human-shaped and resembling a wolf, the opponent's internal strength was also almost imperceptible.

If a secret method stimulates the body and unleashes its potential to greatly increase its power, then its internal energy will inevitably surge even more violently, but one will not feel it at all.

The other party seemed to have suddenly received a physical enhancement; their speed, strength, and even endurance were completely different from before, which was somewhat unbelievable.

Without the support of internal energy, the body could change like this in an instant. Even a miraculous medicine could not achieve this immediately; there would always be a process involved. Besides, so-called miraculous medicines are merely legendary items and have never appeared in reality.

Zhao Ti watched as Li Cangxuan charged towards him in a blue shadow, and unleashed another Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm with 80% of its power. Li Cangxuan swung his claws to block it.

This time, however, he didn't knock his opponent back as far as before. Li Cangxuan only took five or six steps back, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and charged forward again.

Zhao Ti struck again with a palm, just like before. The two gradually drew closer. At that moment, Li Cangxuan suddenly leaped up, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, using both hands and feet, his mouth split open to reveal his sharp teeth, as if he were about to bite down and attack.

This speed was extremely fast, and with the added momentum, it was practically impossible to dodge.

A cold look appeared on Zhao Ti's face. His body instantly created layers of afterimages, making it impossible to distinguish which was real and which was fake. He appeared to the side of the other party in an instant and grabbed one of Li Cangxuan's arms.

"Summoning a god?" He asked coldly, grabbing Li Cangxuan's arm and slamming him to the ground.

Although Li Cangxuan crashed to the ground, he didn't utter a sound. His eyes shot out a sinister green light, full of viciousness and ferocity.

"You're not convinced?" Zhao Ti lifted him up and slammed him down again.

Li Cangxuan bared his teeth in anger, making muffled noises.

"The Wolf God?" Zhao Ti grabbed him again and threw him to the ground.

"Aren't you afraid of pain? Are you invulnerable to swords and spears? Are you impervious to water and fire? Are you just playing tricks? Won't you show your true colors?"

Zhao Ti continued to strike, and Li Cangxuan gradually seemed to lose all his strength. Finally, the bluish color on his face began to turn black, and his body became as limp as noodles.

The shamans then rushed forward, attempting to seize the person.

Zhao Ti said coldly, "If you want a death priest, then come over here."

As soon as he said this, no one dared to move. However, a few priests quietly turned around and ran towards the direction of the Holy See.

The Jurchen woman, with her hawk-like gaze and wolf-like demeanor, was now completely shocked. The long-faced Jurchen woman stammered, "Blasphemy, this is blasphemy..."

The eagle-eyed, wolf-like Jurchen murmured, "Martial arts can actually be cultivated to such a level; I was truly ignorant before..."

“Brother, but he’s blasphemer! There’s no way he can leave the grasslands like this,” said the long-faced Jurchen. “The gods won’t let him leave the grasslands…”

"Won't you tell him to leave the grasslands?" The Jurchen man, with a complex expression, asked, "Yes, how could the gods allow a blasphemer to leave so easily..."

The next moment, Li Cangxuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, but it was not the wolf howl he had made before. Instead, his voice returned to normal, trembling with fear: "Kill me!"

As soon as he uttered those words, the bluish-black color on his face instantly turned deathly pale, his eyes rolled back, and he fell into a coma.

Zhao Ti glanced at him, stopped what he was doing, and looked at the shamans.

The shamans all looked terrified. One of them asked, "Has the wolf spirit left?"

Another person said, "They've definitely left, but this..."

The man looked at Zhao Ti with trembling eyes and said, "You... the Wolf Immortal will not let you off! You have blasphemed the Wolf Immortal, await divine punishment!"

Zhao Ti stroked his chin, tossed Li Cangxuan toward the other man with a flick of his wrist, and said indifferently, "What divine punishment? Where is the god?"

The shaman angrily retorted, "You have blasphemed the gods; the gods will not allow you to leave the grasslands."

Zhao Ti glanced at the half-dead Li Cangxuan in the other's hand and sneered, "Can this be called a god? What god, what immortal?"

The shamans looked at each other, not daring to answer him. Their expressions were angry, but also somewhat fearful and apprehensive, their eyes darting around, afraid to look ahead.

Zhao Ti glanced around at everyone present, then looked at the Jurchen women and said to Xiao Feng, "Let's go."

Xiao Feng agreed, then turned around. Yuan Xiaoxian opened her mouth but didn't say anything, staring blankly as the four of them headed south...

(End of this chapter)