"Haha, this kid doesn't even know how to practice spiritualism, and he still claims he knows how to practice spiritualism!"
Some young Xiangdao practitioners couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Just now, no matter Master Kojima or Yuzuru, they had to recite the spell when performing spiritualism.
But Chen Xuan simply injected his magic power into the soul-eating blood jade, so he was naturally regarded as an amateur.
However, the sneers soon disappeared, and everyone's eyes widened.
I saw the soul-eating blood jade sandwiched between the palms of Chen Xuan and Chu Qingqiu, suddenly shining brightly!
Bloody light rose into the sky, lighting up the night sky of the entire Xiaoqingzhou Island, and the sky turned red!
This scene shocked all practitioners present.
"impossible!"
"There's no way this kid can activate the Soul-Eating Blood Jade!"
Many practitioners screamed in surprise.
Even their number one Master Huang in Xiang Island can only make the soul-eating blood jade glow faintly.
Chen Xuan can activate the soul-eating blood jade, causing a vision of blood filling the sky. Doesn't it mean that Chen Xuan's magic power is hundreds of times that of Huang Wenchu?
"Master, what happened to that boy?" Li Cha's eyes were filled with astonishment.
Huang Wenchu suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "It was the magic power I left in the Soul-eating Blood Jade that worked, and this kid took a huge advantage!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone understood why Chen Xuan could inspire the Soul-Eating Blood Jade.
It turned out to be Master Huang’s contribution!
Everyone saw with their own eyes that Huang Wenchu poured all his magic power into the Soul-Eating Blood Jade, which probably brought the Soul-Eating Blood Jade to the critical point of being activated.
At this time, even if an unskilled practitioner injects magic power, he can activate the Soul-Eating Blood Jade.
Initially, everyone thought that Chen Xuan's cultivation level was far superior to Huang Wenchu's, but after Huang Wenchu reminded them, everyone's shock completely disappeared.
"I thought this guy was really some kind of hidden master, but it turns out he's just pretending to be powerful!"
"Master Huang, this kid has taken such advantage of you, we must not let him off lightly!"
After hearing these words, Huang Wenchu calmly shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, let this boy Chen Xuan inspire my soul-eating blood jade."
"Did you know that the soul will only obey the spell caster it thinks is powerful?"
"How can Chen Xuan, with his humble cultivation, make the Yin Queen, who amazed the Chinese Dharma world eight hundred years ago, surrender?"
"Even if Chen Xuan succeeds in using spiritualism, he will be killed by the soul. This kid's actions are bringing about his own destruction!"
As soon as Huang Wenchu said these words, all the practitioners showed gloating expressions in unison.
It turns out that Chen Xuan is looking for death, no wonder Master Huang didn't stop him.
"Chen Xuan, I thought you were very capable, and you also represent the Chinese magic. I think you will be backlashed by the soul later, and you will embarrass our Chinese magic!"
Li Cha, Luo Xun and other young practitioners began to ridicule.
But Chen Xuan remained unmoved at all.
He felt that the reaction of the Soul-Eating Blood Jade was getting stronger and stronger.
The bloody light that filled the sky became more and more intense.
And the temperature dropped to freezing point.
Hong Kong is a southern city, and the temperature in April is close to 20 degrees even at night.
Now everyone feels as if they have arrived in the cold winter season.
Yuno Xuan's eyes suddenly darkened.
He can feel that a powerful soul is about to be born!
The soul-eating blood jade held by Chen Xuan and Chu Qingqiu at the same time emitted heavy blood light almost like an explosion, covering the sky and the moon, the stars dimmed, the scene became more and more abnormal, and everyone held their breath unconsciously.
"After thousands of years, who called me to reappear in the world?"
A voice that was extremely cold, as if it could freeze a person from the body to the depths of the soul, floated into everyone's ears.
Chu Qingqiu disappeared in front of Chen Xuan.
Teleported into mid-air.
Her long black hair grew like a waterfall, from her shawl to her waist, flying in the wind.
Chu Qingqiu was originally wearing an evening dress, but now she instantly changed into a black ancient dress, just like the dress of an ancient queen, showing her grace and nobility.
But no matter what the temperament is, it is all overshadowed by Yin Qi.
On Chu Qingqiu's unrivaled and pretty face, a pair of bright beautiful eyes contained a strong sense of coldness, gloom and chill, as if she regarded all creatures in the world as ants.
At this moment, Chu Qingqiu was no longer Chu Qingqiu, but the legendary Yin Queen who was the most stunning and stunning in the Chinese Dharma world eight hundred years ago—Yin Chonghua!
The powerful aura of this peerless female cultivator overwhelmed the group of magic masters on the ground and did not dare to look up.
Even Yukino could only lower his head and look to the sky with awe from the corner of his eyes.
Only Chen Xuan raised his head and met Yin Chonghua's dark and cold eyes.
"Are you my master?" A cold voice came from Yin Chonghua's mouth.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was shocked.
The tone of this powerful soul seemed to recognize Chen Xuan's strength?
Huang Wenchu shouted in disbelief: "Impossible! How can the Queen of Yin look down on a low-level practitioner like Chen Xuan?"
Because of the deathly silence at the scene, almost everyone heard Huang Wenchu's words.
Other masters, such as Incomplete Lay Buddhists, Master Xuanyin, Yan Linggu, etc., all have the same idea as Huang Wenchu.
Although none of them knew the legend of the Yin Queen, even ordinary people could feel how terrifying the pressure of the woman in mid-air was.
Not to mention the masters present, there was also the powerful ghost of Japan, the Great Tengu, with a hint of trembling in his eyes as he took a step back, wanting to stay away from Yin Chonghua's cold aura.
"Answer me, are you my master?" Yin Chonghua recognized Chen Xuan's strength, but she had never seen such a proud practitioner.
He actually asked her to ask the question twice.
"I am not your master. I just used spiritualism to summon you to prove to the Japanese how powerful our Chinese magic is." Chen Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Yin Chonghua.
These words made Yin Chonghua stunned for a second.
Chinese magic has a history of five thousand years, and there are many experts, but how many of them can be recognized by Yin Chonghua as their master?
Chen Xuan, on the other hand, didn't care about being her master and seemed to despise her at all.
This made Yin Chonghua a little angry inside.
However, Chen Xuan didn't care what Yin Chonghua thought, he just ordered lightly: "Come down."
These two words sounded ordinary, but they were like invisible shackles on Yin Zhonghua's soul, and this peerless female cultivator had to land on the ground.
"Don't you think I can't even summon spirits? Don't you think I can't control such a powerful psychic medium and soul-eating blood jade?"
"Who still thinks that I can't represent Chinese magic?"
"Who else said that I took advantage of Huang Wenchu?"
Chen Xuan glanced at him like lightning, and no cultivator from Xiang Island dared to look at Chen Xuan.
Even a powerful and terrifying soul like the Yin Queen must surrender to Chen Xuan. No one dares to question Chen Xuan's strength anymore.
Finally, Chen Xuan's eyes fell on the Japanese Onmyoji opposite.
