Atlas of Heaven and Man

Because these three ritual patterns were no longer separate but nested within each other, they were quite complex. Even with Chen Chuan's speed, it took until noon the next day to finish drawing them.

It required a whole day of complete focus, maintaining concentration and stability for a long time, without making any mistakes. Most people wouldn't be able to persist.

It seemed the person who arranged the esoteric ritual before might not have been alone, but rather two or several people taking turns.

Fortunately, he was a fighter. With preparation, he could endure even such a long battle. What was before him now was nothing.

After he had more or less finished the arrangement, he stood up and looked around. Within a roughly six-meter radius, there were intricate, complex patterns filled with a sense of strangeness. Various lines, as thick as red and as dark as deep ink, filled the space, connecting the three patterns together.

Someone who didn't understand it might feel dizzy at a glance. If they looked at it for a long time, they might seem to see eyes that opened and closed on their own.

He checked it again at this time, and after confirming that there were no problems, he stepped out from the inside along the reserved position.

Once outside, he looked at his watch. It was exactly one o'clock in the afternoon. The completion time was a little earlier than he had estimated; he had originally thought it would take until the afternoon to complete.

The exact time when the initial esoteric ritual was held was no longer verifiable, but esoteric rituals generally started within a few hours around midnight, so he would choose to wait until that time as well.

There was still some time before then, and he didn't want to waste it. He took the medicine he carried with him and began practicing his sword techniques.

Now, his sword techniques looked the same on the surface, as if nothing had changed. But the internal changes were completely different. He could use completely opposite forces in a seemingly similar move. And through constant, high-intensity practical training, the changes in his sword techniques had become much more subtle.

In the previous battle with You Xing, he had truly experienced the difficulty of a skill-based expert at this stage.

This person's force changes were varied, sometimes strong and firm, sometimes gentle and soft, sometimes fierce and brutal. It was difficult for him to calmly make any arrangements or tactical counterattacks; he could only adapt to the circumstances.

Fortunately, the previous offensive and defensive training had laid a certain foundation for him, and his own alienated tissue could repeatedly alternate to resist. In addition, the opponent's alienated tissue was damaged, which allowed him to find an opportunity to counterattack and kill the opponent. Otherwise, the fight would have continued.

Such practical combat was of great help to his own improvement. Many things that he had not felt so thoroughly before suddenly became more deeply understood. These days, Teacher Zheng also said that his improvement was great.

But this was not his limit. Because his skills were being made up from scratch, there was still a lot of room for improvement. And when progress slowed down, he could take the skill assessment.

In the blink of an eye, an afternoon passed. When the sky darkened, he thrust the Snow Monarch Saber into the ground, sat down on the cushion he carried, took out the raccoon cat stone carving, held it in his hand, and began practicing the breathing method, stimulated by this strange tale.

He sat for several hours again, and it was now ten o'clock in the evening. The moonlight was faintly visible in the clouds, and only the sound of the wind blowing through the surrounding ruined walls and ruins could be heard.

He could feel that the strange tale was lurking behind him at this moment. Because after suffering a loss last time, it seemed that this strange tale realized that he was not easy to mess with, so it did not choose to rush up directly again.

This strange tale seemed to have intelligence, but perhaps it was precisely because of this reason that it was used.

He ignored it. After straightening up, he walked towards the second ritual pattern in the outer circle as if he were unprepared. At this moment, violent signs of virtualization suddenly appeared on his second self. In this instant, the second self seemed to disappear.

This undoubtedly showed that the strange tale had launched an attack on him, but he seemed unaware, continuing to walk forward, coming to the edge of the outermost covenant ritual, and putting the last stroke on it with the pen.

Then, he threw the pen away and looked at the middle of the ritual.

In the place where he was originally standing, under the illumination of the moonlight coming through the clouds, a translucent white raccoon cat phantom appeared. Its body just filled the middle circle of the ritual, and a pair of cat pupils, as if condensed from light, were staring at him intently.

Chen Chuan looked at it calmly.

Now it depended on whether this strange tale was willing to accept it. If it was unwilling, then he would try to continue adding the consumed ritual patterns to the periphery. Continuing to wear it down like this might take a long time, but he believed that it would eventually submit.

Fortunately, this did not happen. It seemed to realize Chen Chuan's determination and also knew that it could not do anything to him. It followed the outermost ritual power and then returned to the stone tablet.

Chen Chuan glanced at his feet. The covenant ritual pattern completely disappeared in a short period of time, leaving only a shallow trace. This showed that the ritual was successfully concluded.

He walked inside and picked up the stone tablet. This was the fiercest and most spiritual strange tale he had ever encountered. With this, he could launch an invisible counterattack against Zhao Qian.

But there were also considerations here. It was best to act when Zhao Qian was out.

Because every large company has established field creatures. Even if they are not active consciousness entities like B婆娑 and 红拂, they also reject all external abnormal activities.

Taking Wu Yi as an example, people with severe abnormal reactions cannot enter. Similarly, once an abnormal reaction is detected in the Xuangong Building, it will be suppressed to a certain extent.

And the life of a Third Limit fighter is very tenacious. If they are repelled by the field when the strange tale attacks, and there are life-saving drugs or personnel to rescue them in time, then they may be saved. So, the timing of the attack is also very important.

After putting away the stone tablet, he returned to the car and drove directly to Gao Ming. He had agreed with Gao Ming before coming that once the ritual was successful, he would discuss the next action plan with him.

An hour later, Chen Chuan arrived at Gao Ming's apartment room and placed the stone tablet on the table in front of the latter.

Gao Ming couldn't help but take a few more glances. He knew before that Chen Chuan was good at dealing with strange tales, and he had also seen the things left behind by the strange tales in his hands, but he had never seen a still-existing strange tale at such close range.

He asked, "Cousin, are you confident?"

Chen Chuan said, "I'm not sure if Zhao Qian has any necessary protection on him, but it is the most reliable method at present. Even if it doesn't succeed once, we can find time to do it again."

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His ritual agreement with the raccoon cat was that as long as he offered sacrifices and the other party had attacked him in person, then he could attack the target he designated. However, whether it was the same target or not, there was only one chance each month.

This restriction was not added by him, but originally existed in the Old Church ritual. Because after the strange tale absorbed enough sacrifices, it would try to break free from its restraints. Therefore, the people of the Old Church directly interrupted it with a ritual. He agreed with this approach and did not increase the difficulty to change it.

Gao Ming said, "If that's the case, cousin, perhaps we can carry out the other two plans together. We can let the Handling Bureau put pressure on Lianwei Heavy Industry first. If Zhao Qian can be resolved in this way, then there is no need to carry out the following steps. If it can't be done, then we will wait for him to go out before attacking him."

Speaking of this, he reminded Chen Chuan again: "During this period, cousin, you need to be prepared, because the last attack on you was not successful. It should not be that Zhao Qian has given up, but perhaps he is investigating the reason for the failure. After he figures it out, before you take action, you may face another attack."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "I'm prepared."

Wu Bei has been paying attention to whether there are people staring at him, but he has not found anything so far. And now he spends most of his time in the Xuangong Building and Teacher Zheng's home. There is no chance to attack in these two places.

The only possible time to attack is when going to the Sea Realm venue. The last time was also taking advantage of that time, but as long as you are careful, you can still avoid it.

Gao Ming said, "Since you are prepared, cousin, then tomorrow I will submit a letter of indictment to the Handling Bureau in your name as a personal lawyer, requesting that Zhao Qian be detained for investigation in the name of infringing on a candidate enforcer of the Handling Bureau."

Chen Chuan asked, "What about the evidence?"

Gao Ming said, "The 'Ring Fat' indictment that You Xing sent to you is the evidence. That is a well-known alias of Lianwei Heavy Industry. If you submit this, the Handling Bureau will definitely make good use of it. No matter what the final result is, they will definitely use this excuse to put pressure on Lianwei Heavy Industry."

"But how can you prove that it is related to Zhao Qian?"

Gao Ming smiled and said, "There is no need to prove it. If you have to give an explanation, it can be said that You Xing said it before he died. As long as the Handling Bureau and Lianwei Heavy Industry know that this incident was caused by Zhao Qian, that's enough."

Chen Chuan's mind turned, and he nodded slightly. This operation was indeed feasible. In the eyes of Lianwei Heavy Industry, whether you really did this thing is not important at all. What is important is whether you can settle it and prevent the company's business from being affected. If you can't do it, then you will definitely be held accountable.

At this time, Gao Ming raised his head slightly, and there was a little reflection on his glasses. He said with a smile: "Even if Zhao Qian can reach a compromise with the Handling Bureau to eliminate the impact of this matter, once this matter is put on the table, he will not attack you again for the time being. At this moment, you can use that method."

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