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At this moment, the small bottle in his hand suddenly shook as if trying to escape from his grasp. He quickly grabbed it and added a restraint, finally calming the bottle down a bit.
"Chen Leshan, the bookish weakling, may still come here. You and I have set up the 'Heavenly Net and Earthly Web' formation obtained from the Jade Emperor," Wu Sheng suddenly said, realizing something.
Wu Sheng clenched his fist, "As long as he walks in, I bet he won't be able to escape no matter how many clones he has!"
"Alright!" Hang Lin looked at him with determination in his eyes and said firmly.
"What should we do with these two?" He noticed the two Taoist priests and high monks wrapped in scrolls, their eyes completely covered.
"Knock them out and leave them here, so that The Immortal in the Painting won't suspect anything," replied silently.
"The location for setting the trap must be carefully chosen, so as not to arouse suspicion from The Immortal in the Painting," said Wu Sheng with a focused gaze and a calm tone.
"Not only that, we also need to make him believe that all of this happened naturally," Hang Lin added, holding a thick book in his hand, which contained various ancient Eastern methods, techniques, and spells.
Wu Sheng nodded, well aware of the powerful transformation ability of The Immortal in the Painting, knowing that any negligence would undo all their previous efforts. "Where should we set the trap?"
The two quickly placed a jade pendant containing special Mana in the minister's study to track and sense the dark energy.
And Hang Lin is responsible for arranging the array near the door. Once The Immortal in the Painting transform appears, it will be activated.
Before long, Wu Sheng dressed in ordinary clothes, blended into the shadows.
He looked around for a moment, confirmed that there were no unusual circumstances, and then disappeared from the sight of the guards.
Meanwhile, Hang Lin stood in a secluded corner, holding a yellow talisman in his hand. He muttered to himself and slowly placed the talisman on the ground.
A light breeze blew through, and the talisman suddenly ignited, but the flame disappeared, leaving only a faint halo.
Wu Sheng successfully placed the jade pendant in the minister's study and immediately returned to Hang Lin's side.
"Everything is ready," Wu Sheng said lightly.
"Now, we just need to wait for the arrival of The Immortal in the Painting," Hang Lin nodded.
At that moment, the jade pendant emitted a faint vibration. The two immediately focused their energy and sensed a powerful demonic energy rapidly approaching.
"Here it comes!" Wu Sheng Wu Sheng immediately drew the Xuantie sword he carried with him, and the sword emitted a cold light, swirling through the air like a blue dragon.
Hang Lin is also unwilling to show weakness, and with a slight grip of the palm, a water light surrounds his body, as if any danger approaching would be blocked by this layer of water light.
"It seems that he has really come this time. We can't let him escape again!" Hang Lin's eyes flashed with determination.
The black energy in the air became denser and gradually formed a figure. It was the image of bookish weakling, but the sinister look in his eyes was not something an ordinary person could possess.
After bookish weakling appeared, without noticing anything unusual, he first glanced at the ground where Luan Tingyao had been split in half and smirked.
Then he looked at the hundreds of paintings that sealed the high monks and Taoists, who couldn't move.
But he seemed to pay no attention to the two of them and immediately began to search for the item he was looking for.
"Are you looking for this?" At this moment, Hang Lin appeared silently, shaking a bottle in hand and said, "Lying in ambush here, trying to catch me? You're still too inexperienced." bookish weakling sneered.
Wu Sheng said coldly, "Have you had enough fun? It's time to send you back to face punishment."
bookish weakling waved his hand, and a black energy shot out from his hand straight towards Wu Sheng. But in an instant, a flash of water light from Hang Lin dissipated the black energy in mid-air.
"Two against one, that's still your advantage. But you are definitely not my match," said bookish weakling calmly.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin exchanged a glance, then both flew up, turning into a sword light and a water shadow, heading straight for bookish weakling.
bookish weakling smiled and suddenly chanted an unknown spell. Around him, one painting after another appeared, and the landscapes and characters in the paintings instantly came to life, engaging in a fierce battle with Wu Sheng and Hang Lin.
The battle grew more intense, with sword light, water shadows, and dark energy intertwining to form a massive energy vortex. In this critical moment, Wu Sheng suddenly realized bookish weakling's weakness.
" Hang Lin, concentrate all your strength and attack his center!"
In an instant, Hang Lin understood and stopped dispersing the attack, concentrating all the water energy to form a huge water column, directly striking bookish weakling. Wu Sheng also concentrated the sword energy at the same time, transforming it into a sword aura, hitting bookish weakling at the same time.
"Impossible!" bookish weakling finally showed a hint of fear in his eyes.
The huge water column and sword energy completely dispersed bookish weakling's breath, and his figure gradually became transparent, eventually disappearing into the air.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin, looking around to make sure there were no other threats, gradually breathed a sigh of relief.
"We did it." Hang Lin He turned around and smiled, but before the smile could fully form, he felt a powerful force trying to break through the barrier spell.
The Immortal in the Painting suddenly appeared in front of them and said solemnly, "Strange, why can't you escape?"
"Do you think you can escape the 'Heavenly Net and Earthly Web' formation of the Jade Emperor?" Wu Sheng said.
The 'Heavenly Net and Earthly Web' is a formation borrowed by Wu Sheng and Hang Lin from the Jade Emperor. Although this formation is powerful, its limitation is that it must be set up in a fixed location and requires the target to walk into it on their own.
However, once imprisoned within it, even The Immortal in the Painting cannot escape, because this formation can forcibly seal off anyone's soul and aura.
Of course, such a secret, Wu Sheng and Hang Lin will never let The Immortal in the Painting know.
The Immortal in the Painting's mouth twitched slightly, and he gave a faint smile to Wu Sheng and Hang Lin, saying, "Escape? Perhaps I never intended to escape."
Hang Lin frowned and said, "How much tragedy has your doppelganger caused? What do you want to do now?"
"Tragedy? Perhaps it seems like a tragedy to you, but for those I have punished, it is simply karmic retribution," said The Immortal in the Painting in a calm but firm tone.
Wu Sheng sighed, "Karmic retribution? Do you think you can play god and arbitrarily determine life and death like this?"
The Immortal in the Painting glanced at Wu Sheng, then turned to look at Hang Lin, "In the end, what are you two here for? Jade Emperor don't you think that there is already inequality in this world, do some people need to be taught a lesson?"
Hang Lin stepped forward and used the "Breaking Sky Palm" directly towards The Immortal in the Painting, but at the moment of contact, The Immortal in the Painting's body suddenly became like smoke, and the palm wind passed through his body.
"Being a drama queen is one thing, but using illusions to cover it up!" Hang Lin was a little annoyed.
"This world is already full of illusions. You, me, and everyone else, aren't we all part of the illusion?" The Immortal in the Painting said, then suddenly disappeared from the original location, only to reappear behind Wu Sheng and Hang Lin.
Wu Sheng In an instant turn, a sword "Breaking Illusion Slash" cuts through the air, but only hits the illusion. The Immortal in the Painting appears again in front of them, this time with an ancient and elegant fan in his hand.
"If you want to catch me, you'll have to practice for a few more years," The Immortal in the Painting laughs, fans out the fan, and a strong wind pushes Wu Sheng and Hang Lin until they can't stand steady.
Wu Sheng tightly gripped the sword handle, their eyes becoming more stern. Hang Lin also became serious, and after exchanging a glance, the two silently began to cooperate in their attack.
Wu Sheng's swordsmanship was skillful and swift, as if each strike aimed to transcend time and touch The Immortal in the Painting; while Hang Lin's palm technique was forceful and powerful, causing the air to tremble with each strike.
In this heart-pounding showdown, Wu Sheng and Hang Lin finally found their opportunity. Wu Sheng thrust his sword, breaking through the air, aiming directly at The Immortal in the Painting's throat.
At the same time, Hang Lin unleashed his ultimate move, "Soul-Crushing Palm," with palm winds like thunder, striking The Immortal in the Painting's chest.
The Immortal in the Painting Although they all managed to evade, their complexion had noticeably dimmed. Muttering to themselves, "Damn it, if it weren't for having only one clone, with the other three still outside, you would never have defeated me!"
Wu Sheng took advantage of the moment when The Immortal in the Painting was suppressed and produced an exquisite soul-locking bottle, its mouth sealed with mysterious incantations. Smirking, he said softly, "Today marks the end of your evil deeds."
The Immortal in the Painting His expression changed, but suddenly lowered his head and looked at his shadow, as if pondering something.
Wu Sheng Suddenly felt a chill in his heart, this transform into multiple identities of The Immortal in the Painting always made him feel unpredictable, however, those who create chaos and commit sins will ultimately be punished.
"Did you think that using this soul-locking bottle could trap me?" The Immortal in the Painting suddenly sneered.
"Feel free to try," Hang Lin decisively unsealed the soul-locking bottle, and a beam of light shot out from the bottle's mouth, attacking The Immortal in the Painting.
The Immortal in the Painting He tried hard to avoid it, but in the end, he was still enveloped by the light, his body gradually becoming transparent, and finally, the whole person was sucked into the soul-locking bottle.
Hang Lin Quickly seal the soul-locking bottle and draw the talisman again to seal it. Wu Sheng looked at all this, feeling a complex mix of emotions in his heart.
Hang Lin Just sealedsoul-locking bottle, suddenly the bottle shook violently, as if being shaken by an invisible force. He couldn't help but hold the bottle tightly, but found that the light gradually dimmed, as if some kind of power was trying to escape.
"Darn it, it seems like this guy still has a trick up his sleeve!" Hang Lin shouted urgently.
Wu Sheng didn't dare to be careless, quickly walked over to Hang Lin, placed his palm on the soul-locking bottle, and began reciting a complex spell. As the incantation progressed, a golden light emitted from the bottle's mouth, forming a barrier that gradually suppressed the power inside.
But at that moment, the The Immortal in the Painting inside the bottle suddenly let out a sharp roar, and a black smoke burst out from the bottle's mouth, as if to tear apart the golden barrier.
"Do not let him escape!" Wu Sheng's face changed, and he chanted the spell more urgently.
Hang Lin also went all out, taking out a gem-like item from his bosom, the "spirit stone" he had obtained in the past. He brought the spirit stone close to the soul-locking bottle, and instantly a white light shot into the bottle.
Black smoke and white light intertwined, erupting into a loud roar. Finally, the black smoke was gradually suppressed and completely sucked back into the soul-locking bottle.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin both held the soul-locking bottle and let out a long sigh, then used their last strength to seal it once again.
"Finally, it's over," Wu Sheng murmured as he tucked the soul-locking bottle into his arms. He glanced at Hang Lin, his eyes showing obvious fatigue but also a hint of subtle satisfaction.
"Close call. After this battle, we understand even more that The Immortal in the Painting cannot be underestimated," Hang Lin said as he retrieved his own spirit stone.
"Indeed, if it weren't for your spirit stone this time, I'm afraid..." Wu Sheng was interrupted before finishing the sentence by Hang Lin.
"No need to say more, that's why we must join forces. After all, this battle is far from over. We may have dealt with one this time, but there are still other clones to find," Hang Lin said solemnly.
Wu Sheng nodded, sheathed the sword, and said firmly, "Even if he has countless avatars, we will find each one and make sure he receives the punishment he deserves."
Hang Lin nodded with a determined gaze.
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