Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

A deep, resonant sound emanated from the hole.

The next moment, an invisible, transparent sound wave was emitted from it.

That is the sound wave generated by the rotation of the machine in all directions and through the precision of the machinery.

The frequency is extremely high; if you are hit directly by the sound waves, it will directly damage your brain.

Wugensheng's expression changed slightly.

This kind of sonic attack looks terrible, and he doesn't want to test its power by taking a hit with his body.

He no longer acted arrogantly; with a swift movement, he shifted three zhang to the side like a ghost.

It directly avoided the area affected by the sound waves.

In the areas where the ground was swept, fine cracks appeared on the surface of the stone bricks, which then turned into dust.

"What ruthless methods."

Wugensheng's expression turned serious.

"Master Cui, you're trying to kill me!"

Turning his head again, Cui Ming found himself outside the sphere of light, waving his folding fan and speaking calmly.

"Sect Leader Wugensheng is joking. The one you fought was Li Muxuan, who has nothing to do with me."

"Besides, since they are enemies, we should naturally go all out."

"Too."

Wu Gensheng smiled, but there was no trace of ease in that smile.

He looked at Li Muxuan and slowly raised his right hand.

Palms facing up, fingers loosely clenched.

A wisp of bluish-white light condensed in the palm of his hand, initially only the size of a grain of rice, but then rapidly expanded into a ball of light the size of a fist.

The surface of the light sphere twisted continuously, as if countless tiny streams of Qi were colliding, annihilating, and regenerating within it.

"Since you've used a new method, I can't keep it from you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ball of light flew out of his hand.

It wasn't fast, but its trajectory was unpredictable, tracing an arc in the air to bypass Li Muxuan's front and attack from the side and rear.

Li Muxuan reacted extremely quickly, swinging his left arm backward, and the elbow of the mechanical arm sprayed out a scorching stream of air, propelling his body to the side.

At the same time, his right palm was once again aimed at the ball of light, and the vibrational sound waves were output at full power.

The light sphere collided with the sound wave.

There was no loud noise, only a muffled popping sound.

The ball of light exploded, turning into countless tiny bluish-white light spots that rained down on Li Muxuan.

Each of these specks of light contains the dissolving power of the divine spirit; just a touch of it can erode and disintegrate any Qi or matter it comes into contact with.

Li Muxuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He retreated rapidly, crossing his mechanical arms in front of him, while simultaneously emitting high-frequency sound waves from his palms.

The two beams converged in front, forming a distorted barrier.

The next moment, countless points of light scattered into the barrier.

hiss hiss hiss—

A series of melting sounds rang out.

Most of the light spots were scattered and annihilated by the sound waves, but a few still penetrated the barrier and struck Li Muxuan's mechanical arm.

Corrosion-like marks instantly appeared on the metal surface, and the internal transmission structure emitted a harsh friction sound.

Li Muxuan groaned, the damage to the mechanical arm causing him a phantom pain.

"As expected, purely physical methods are not entirely immune to divine spirits."

Seeing this, Wugensheng understood the situation.

"It's just a bit less efficient."

He stepped forward and extended both hands simultaneously.

With a flick of his fingers, streaks of bluish-white Qi shot out like arrows.

These Qi energies may seem simple, but each one actually contains the qualities of a divine spirit.

If it hits, it can disintegrate the Qi structure within the target's body, rendering their techniques ineffective.

Li Muxuan dared not accept the offer directly.

He moved swiftly, using the power of the inverted eight directions to maneuver and dodge within the sphere of light.

The nozzles on the machine's legs occasionally spewed out airflow, making its movement trajectory even more unpredictable and erratic.

At the same time, the robotic arms continuously emit sound waves to intercept the incoming Qi energy.

In an instant, the energy within the sphere surged and sonic waves radiated in all directions.

The two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.

Outside the sphere of light, Cui Ming watched quietly.

His gaze was fixed on Wugensheng, especially his hands.

He observed every flick of his finger, every movement of his Qi, and every subtle change in his actions.

The divine spirit... is indeed a troublesome ability.

But it's not unsolvable.

Every ability has its limits.

Divine powers can dissolve Qi, but their effectiveness against purely physical attacks is limited.

The sound waves emitted by Li Muxuan just now have already proven this point.

The problem lies with Wugensheng himself.

This person is a veteran of countless battles, highly experienced, and possesses keen combat intuition.

Even without divine intervention, his skills alone make him a top-tier expert.

Add to that the god's almost shameless defensive abilities, and killing him would be difficult.

unless……

Cui Ming's eyes flickered slightly.

Unless you can find a weakness in the spirit of the deity, or use power beyond its ability to neutralize it, you can kill it with a single blow.

The former requires time to observe, while the latter requires an opportunity.

And Li Muxuan is creating this opportunity for him.

Inside the sphere of light, the battle reached its climax.

Li Muxuan grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

His mechanical limbs were personally crafted by Cui Ming, combining the mechanical techniques of the Mohist school with modern mechanical principles, making them far more powerful than ordinary people could imagine.

In particular, the high-frequency sound waves are enough to easily tear apart steel and shatter rocks.

But he was constrained in every way by Wugensheng.

It's not that its power is insufficient, but rather that it has been suppressed at its root.

The control that deities exert over Qi is comprehensive.

Although Li Muxuan's sound waves are a physical attack, their energy source is still Qi.

The mechanical arm contains a miniature Qi furnace, which converts Qi into energy to support its operation.

The spirits without roots can even interfere with the Qi in this transformation process.

This results in a significant reduction in the power of sound waves.

What's more troublesome is that Wugensheng has too much combat experience.

He could always predict Li Muxuan's attack route and avoid it in advance.

Even if occasionally grazed by sound waves, one can use divine power to mitigate most of the damage, suffering only minor injuries.

As one side gained an advantage and the other lost, Li Muxuan gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Li Muxuan, shall we continue?"

Wugensheng dispersed a sound wave with a single palm strike.

"Your Qi must be quite depleted, right? This mechanism probably also requires your Qi to operate. I don't think you can last much longer."

Li Muxuan gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Wugensheng is right.

Although the miniature Qi furnace in the mechanical arm is highly efficient, its capacity is limited.

The high-intensity battle can only be sustained for a maximum of 15 minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, he will lose most of his fighting strength.

We must find a winning opportunity before that happens.

He took a deep breath and simultaneously retracted his mechanical arms to his chest, palms facing each other.

The internal transmission structure operates at full speed, emitting a deep rumble.

Dense runes appeared on the surface of his arms; these were auxiliary formations drawn by Cui Ming, capable of increasing output power for a short period of time.

"Oh? You're going to fight to the death?"

Wu Gensheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Li Muxuan let out a low shout and thrust out both palms.

This time, it's not sound waves.