Chapter 111 Mysterious Powerful Figure Attacks, Principal Zhang Deliang's Muscles

Gu Ye looked up at the plasma solar tower, which was glowing with a soft light. After the Card Domain shrouded Yunlin City, the golden petals filling the sky seemed to flutter about in a disorderly fashion.

In reality, they followed a specific trajectory, all swirling around the plasma solar tower. The Power of Faith lingering around the tower was far thicker and richer than anywhere else in the city, swirling like a tangible mist that would not dissipate.

Watching this anomaly, a bold guess suddenly arose in Gu Ye's mind. He immediately asked, "Is Uncle Jun planning to transform this plasma solar tower into a Tower of Faith specifically for gathering and storing the Power of Faith?"

"You actually guessed it!" Bu Yao looked at him with surprise, scanned Gu Ye from head to toe, and then, without another word, led the way into the plasma solar tower.

This plasma solar tower was far more magnificent than it appeared from the outside, with a base built entirely of incredibly hard obsidian.

It was thick and solid, with high impact resistance. Inside the tower, there was an old-fashioned elevator that went straight to the top floor, rather than a convenient teleportation array.

In this high-martial world, such a design might seem backward, but it actually hid lessons learned in blood and tears.

Teleportation arrays are easily interfered with by anti-magic cards. Once attacked, the teleportation coordinates become completely chaotic, and the user is randomly teleported to an unknown location, leaving their fate uncertain.

The purely electric-powered old-fashioned elevator, even if damaged by external forces, would only stall and not cause fatal harm to the passengers, making it far more reliable and safe.

Gu Ye followed Bu Yao to the top of the tower, where a giant crystal ball flowing with brilliant golden light caught his eye. Inside the sphere, the Power of Faith surged endlessly, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

Suddenly, the crystal ball erupted with a brilliant beam of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, its golden radiance vast and mighty.

It instantly transformed into an indestructible transparent barrier, like an overturned bowl, firmly shielding the entire Yunlin City, isolating it from the outside world and blocking any potential invaders.

In mid-air, Ning Shijun, who was at the critical stage of achieving godhood, suddenly snapped his eyes open. Two golden divine rays shot forth from his pupils, and the golden light that had been swirling around him retracted, flowing into his godhood and throughout his body.

He furrowed his brows and looked toward the direction of the Imperial Capital, only to see the sky densely packed with figures, an overwhelming aura of powerhouses blanketing the area.

These were all powerhouses dispatched by the Noble Families, seeking to seize the opportunity for godhood and coveting the spirit sealing cauldron in Gu Ye's possession.

Although the spirit sealing cauldron was most effective for Card Masters below the Diamond Rank, it also held benefits for Mythic Rank powerhouses.

Furthermore, it could stabilize a family's foundation and inherit their destiny, making it a treasure worthy of being passed down through generations. This was the reason why the various Noble Families were willing to do anything to seize it.

"Damn it, this barrier is blocking our path; we can't get in at all!"

A Legendary Realm powerhouse from the Li family struck the barrier, only to be sent reeling backward. After investigating it repeatedly, he spoke with a grave expression.

"This barrier is indestructible. Even if we join forces and attack with all our might, it will take at least ten minutes to tear open a gap."

Hearing this, the Legendary Rank Card Masters, who possessed their own Dao, looked grim. They had tried countless methods to break through to the Mythic Rank, yet none had succeeded.

Now, someone was orchestrating a plan to achieve Mythic Rank, and since they weren't from a Noble Families, it meant they had no Mythic Rank powerhouse to protect them.

They all wanted to seize Ning Shijun's opportunity for godhood.

"Why don't we ask our ancestors to take action? We need to break the barrier quickly. If that clown Cheng Xiaochen steals the opportunity, we'll lose out big time!" someone suggested eagerly.

"No, all the Mythic Rank powerhouses are keeping each other in check; no one wants to break that balance."

"Then we have no choice but to join forces and break it ourselves!"

For a moment, the various factions on the outskirts of Yunlin City tacitly formed a temporary alliance, deciding to join forces to break the barrier first. As for who would claim the opportunity once they entered the city, they would fight it out based on their own abilities.

The next second, a sky full of skill brilliance exploded as various spiritual energy attacks slammed furiously against the barrier. The roaring sound shook the heavens and earth, and shockwaves rolled endlessly, yet the golden barrier remained unmoved, only shimmering with ripples.

Above Yunlin City, Zhang Jiao was surrounded by fifty highly condensed spectral soldiers. Surrounded by spectral energy and soaring malevolence, the spectral soldiers formed a formation with perfect coordination, integrating offense and defense.

The duel between Zhang Jiao and Cheng Xiaochen was even more intense. Their Dao rhymes collided and their powers clashed, resulting in a stalemate where neither could gain the upper hand.

"Wasting your wits and courage fighting a mere summon, yet calling yourself the Clown Emperor. What a waste."

A deep, cold voice suddenly resonated through the void, filled with sarcasm and disdain for Cheng Xiaochen.

Immediately following this, a terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of an ordinary Legendary Realm expert, quietly descended.

[Light of Worldly Purification]!

The mysterious powerhouse struck suddenly. A beam of white light, imbued with the power of purification, tore through the air and shot straight at Ning Shijun, intending to interrupt his ceremony of achieving godhood.

Ning Shijun's pupils contracted, his heart filled with shock and suspicion.

His faith perception covered the entire city, yet he had not detected this person's presence in the slightest. This demonstrated the strength of the opponent's concealment methods and the depth of their cultivation.

Ning Shijun immediately deployed two cards—a Centaur Knight and a Black Dragon—to intercept the mysterious person's attack.

However, Ning Shijun's advancement had been too hasty; only Zhang Jiao was a card at the Legendary stage, while his other cards were only capable of fighting at the Epic stage.

Against a veteran Legendary powerhouse, he could manage one, but two was impossible.

It cost him the lives of the Centaur Knight and the Black Dragon just to barely block the mysterious person's attack.

"Ugh!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ning Shijun frowned as he looked at the mysterious person, a heavy expression appearing in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice sounded—aged, yet filled with vigorous vitality.

"Little Jun, these old bones of mine are still useful."

Principal's neat Zhongshan suit had been completely shredded, revealing a body of robust muscles.

He slowly removed his glasses and carefully placed them into their case, his movements gentle and solemn.

He then tossed the case to Ning Shijun and turned to face the mysterious person, his gaze sharp as a knife as his aura skyrocketed.

"I'll take you on!"

Before he finished speaking, a sonic boom rang out. Principal vanished instantly, leaving only an afterimage in his wake.

"Teacher!"

Ning Shijun stared blankly at Principal as he rushed forward, tears welling in his eyes. With a firm expression, he continued his breakthrough to the Mythic Rank.

Seeing that Principal was only at the Epic Realm, yet dared to provoke him, the mysterious person laughed in anger.

"Old fool, you dare to be presumptuous before me with your mere Epic Realm cultivation? Who gave you the nerve!"

As he spoke, the mysterious person waved his hand, and several venomous magic dragons, their bodies covered in emerald-green scales, appeared out of thin air.

Their scales gleamed with a chilling light as the magic dragons writhed and roared within the clouds. A poisonous mist spread, carrying a pungent, fishy stench that made one nauseous.

"Die!"

The mysterious person's eyes widened in fury, and the Law of Poison surged wildly around him, hissing like a viper flicking its tongue as a terrifying toxic pressure swept across the battlefield.

The several venomous dragons moved at his command, opening their gaping maws to reveal fangs gleaming with a cold light.

Carrying a world-destroying momentum, they dove toward Principal, intending to swallow him whole and dissolve him into blood.

[Power to Uproot Mountains and Overpower the World]!

Principal's muscles contracted, blue veins bulging, and his entire body erupted with astonishing blood energy.