Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 101 The Eight Gates Formation, Salang was drenched in sweat.

"roar!"

The previous second.

With a "bang," the fleshy mountain of the Agate Corpse King was sent flying by the purplish-brown Strange Fire Ancient Ruler, and the bones in his body bulged irregularly.

"Clang!"

The next second, Song Zhong blocked the White Corpse King's spear and the Red Skull Demon Lord's blood chains with a fire ruler in his hand.

"You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert!"

"Have you really never witnessed what it means to be engulfed in flames?"

Song Zhong's pair of purplish-brown fiery eyes were blocked by the Strange Fire Ancient Ruler, and then tilted to reveal a dazzling flame.

"The Primordial Measuring Ruler!"

Song Zhong wielded the Strange Fire Ancient Ruler with such skill that it was impenetrable, and the afterimages in the sky transformed into a torrential rain of fire rulers, shooting out in an overwhelming barrage!

One foot can shatter armor, two feet can calm the mind, and three feet can measure the sky!

A giant, purplish-brown flame ruler, reaching a height of a thousand meters, continuously lit up around Song Zhong, flashing in eight different directions.

The Eight Gates of Dunjia: Open Gate, Rest Gate, Life Gate, Injury Gate, Block Gate, View Gate, Shock Gate, Death Gate!

The Eight Gates Formation! Four of the gates are formed from different kinds of fire!

The giant flame rulers from the Open Gate to the Wound Gate are all purplish-brown, but from the Close Gate to the Death Gate, they all exhibit the true color of the spirit of the strange fire.

A deep blue lotus, a milky white python, a deep blue lion, a purplish-black dragon!

"Fire!"

The eight giant rulers of different colors of flame formed a unique rhythm, trapping several dead rulers within them.

Including the female ghost lord Jiuyouhou, the seven-headed undead lord who still had the strength to struggle was sealed inside by the giant fiery ruler.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

Chains of strange fire, ranging from purplish-brown to bluish-white and blue-purple, shot out from the ancient ruler, clashing with metallic clang in mid-air.

The countless chains of strange fire wove into a massive spiderweb, firmly binding the seven undead lords.

Song Zhong alone crushed eight fallen rulers and pacified the eight wastelands!

The magical world is full of wonders.

I, Song Zhong, possess only one ancient ruler imbued with extraordinary fire.

It can slay demons, vanquish monsters, destroy gods, sweep away evil, kill ghosts, cleave monsters, move mountains, overturn seas, pluck stars, sever rivers, destroy cities, and even open the heavens!

Judgment of Heaven and Earth!

Song Zhong, in his giant form, stood proudly in the sky, looking down at the undead lords within the Eight Gates Formation.

"Now, who is the prey? And who is the hunter?"

Song Zhong held the ancient ruler with both hands together, and he carved the purplish-brown strange fire into the earth, with dragon-shaped flames raging in all directions.

It possesses the imposing presence of a single man holding the pass against ten thousand!

As for the army of skeletons, corpses, and ghosts, they were blocked by a burning purplish-brown wall of fire.

Like a dividing line, separating the world of humans and the undead, one man and one fire single-handedly hold off an army of millions of undead!

On the north city wall, Hunter King Du Xiao and the others stood there dumbfounded, their mouths agape in shock.

Song Zhong's strength is truly heaven-defying. He single-handedly fought against eight dead kings and intercepted a million-strong army of undead. Even a forbidden spell mage in person could not have achieved such a feat.

"Did Councilor Song single-handedly suppress the tide of deceased emperors and their spirits from all directions, and did the ancient capital survive this calamity?"

"It should be alright now. The residents have all been evacuated, and with Councilor Song overseeing the ancient capital, things are stable!"

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Looking at the towering, thousand-meter-tall purplish-brown flame giant before him, Zhu Meng was filled with awe. What power!

Meanwhile, within the Eight Gates Formation, the seven surviving undead lords looked extremely grim.

The strongest of the mountain corpses looked at Jiuyou, for only she could speak human language and negotiate.

"Human powerhouse, your strength has truly exceeded our expectations. Some forbidden spellcasters are not as good as you."

But what if it were our Wang Fusu? How would you handle that?

The Nine Netherworld Queen had exquisite features and long, flowing white hair that reached her waist. Pale blue mist condensed on her body, forming a long palace dress that made her look like an intellectual young woman.

"Ancient King? I've seen him in an ancient book. Sha Yuan is the successor of his power. I'll go and try it out later."

Song Zhong smiled slightly and gazed at Jiu You before speaking.

It was as if the Fiend Abyss, which even forbidden spellcasters feared, was nothing more than a backyard garden in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Jiuyouhou's expression became somewhat complicated. Just as she was about to continue speaking, the corpse of the mountain shook its head at her.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great, and even the Eight Demise Kings could see that Song Zhong did not have much intention to kill them.

They encountered a human prodigy wielding a semi-forbidden fire spell, and despite the Eight Sovereigns' best efforts and every trick in the book, they could not defeat him.

Seeing the deceased emperor trapped in the Eight Gates Formation, Song Zhong slowly withdrew from his giant form, revealing himself to be wearing only a set of purplish-brown dragon-shaped armor.

"Councilor Song, what should we do with these eight deceased rulers?"

Zhu Meng looked at Song Zhong, who was descending with a pair of wings of the sky, and asked him with an extremely solemn expression.

"I hope the councilor won't worry about it; I have my own way of handling it."

Song Zhong said casually, then looked at Han Ji and the others who were walking over from not far away.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Although the battle lasted only a short while,

With all the fallen kings from all directions gathering at the northern city wall, such a commotion naturally caused the high-level mages of the ancient capital to relocate as well.

"Councilor Song, could it be that you intend to make a contract with that supreme monarch-level mountain corpse?"

Han Ji glanced at Song Zhong and said with a smile.

"More or less." Song Zhong nodded casually.

Corpse of the Mountain Peak, ×

Undead Knight Achievement - Queen of the Netherworld. √

"Associate Song, your capabilities have truly astonished me. Thank you for your assistance to the ancient capital. Now, it's time to deal with some other matters."

Han Ji glanced at the Eight Gates Formation not far away, where the eight Heavenly Fire Rulers of different colors were awe-inspiring.

Han Ji was accompanied by a group of super-level mages, at least a dozen of them at a glance.

"My spirit of strange fire can be said to be a unique transcendent power. President Han Ji, there is no need to worry about the Eight Directions King for now. Let's deal with another matter first."

Song Zhong retracted the Wings of the Sky and gazed at Han Ji and his group.

To be precise, Song Zhong was looking at the mysterious gray-white man standing next to Han Ji.

"Chairman Han Ji, Councilor Song, and the Eight Demise Kings are just the tip of the iceberg. Our biggest crisis is their master behind them—the Ancient King."

Furthermore, according to reliable intelligence, Cardinal Salan of the Black Jue Ting has infiltrated the upper echelons of the Super-Rank mages, and everyone present is a suspect.

The mysterious gray-haired man glanced at all the high-level mages present, his tone extremely heavy.

"Sarang?!"

The dozen or so high-level mages present were shocked upon hearing this and involuntarily distanced themselves from the others.

"Let me say a few words," Song Zhong interjected.

"Councilor Song, please speak." The mysterious gray-haired man nodded.

"It's simple. We'll use the process of elimination. We'll lock up the suspected high-level mages separately first, and deal with the ancient queen first."

"According to my intelligence, this year's Salang is skilled in poison curses. We can investigate him one by one from the poison, curse, and shadow types."

Song Zhong glanced at the mysterious gray-white man, who nodded in agreement, just as the information Bee Sting (Blue Bat) had given him also indicated.

"Appearance, voice, physique, and habits can be faked, but magic cannot be hidden."

Song Zhong glanced at Elder Ling Xi and said in a deep voice.

My future mother-in-law is really composed. Fake identity – Ling Xi ×, real identity – Salang √. I wonder if you're already sweating bullets.

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