As Wang Zheng's emotions fluctuated, his mental energy momentarily went haywire.
The sphere of holy light that had been floating beside him suddenly shattered, and the liquid holy light inside began to fall down in a soft patter.
Fortunately, Wang Zheng controlled it with his mental power this time, and because the distance was far, he was not affected.
Although this experiment failed, Wang Zheng was not discouraged because he had already mastered the trick.
As he cleared his mind and focused his attention, the orbs of light around him grew brighter and more numerous.
One, two, three... In the end, a total of eight holy light orbs floated around him, rising and falling with the breath of the crimson clouds.
Seeing this number, which far exceeded previous ones, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
"Eight levels of Holy Light spell, eight Holy Light orbs, that makes perfect sense!"
At this moment, Wang Zheng felt that his mental strength was almost at its limit. He tried his best to maintain the shape of the Holy Light Sphere and then began to continuously pour spiritual energy into it...
As spiritual energy continued to be injected, all the orbs of light began to fill with liquid holy light.
Wang Zheng then cut off the flow of spiritual energy and began to use his mental power to control the balls of holy light, making them rotate rapidly below him.
Gradually, these spheres of liquid holy light began to spin faster and faster, until finally they transformed into a solidified vortex with a diameter of two to three meters.
As the vortex gradually calmed down and stopped expanding, under the influence of centrifugal force, more and more liquid holy light was flung out of the funnel-shaped vortex.
It drifted freely in the air, falling in all directions like rain.
Under Wang Zheng's control of his mental power, these liquid holy lights were flung out in the air, emitting streaks of fluorescent light that shone brilliantly against the backdrop of the black mist below, making them look exceptionally beautiful.
Wang Zheng stood above the crimson clouds, suspended in the center of the holy light vortex, laughing wildly.
"Now I'll have wide-area healing abilities too! Let's see who dares to say I'm not a healer! Hahahaha..."
Thinking that he had actually developed the ability to heal multiple targets, Wang Zheng wanted to give himself a big thumbs up in his heart.
However, he suddenly remembered his "poisonous prediction" attribute, and a few more worries arose in his heart.
If I were on the battlefield and suddenly unleashed a shower of brilliant holy light, what would happen to those who weren't injured?
The thought of his holy light vortex causing countless casualties on the battlefield, both alive and dead, sent a chill down Wang Zheng's spine, and he shuddered.
"Forget it, who cares? Anyway, it won't get wet on me. If they get dizzy from being breastfed, they can only blame their own weak constitution."
We'll see how we use this ability in the future.
Anyway, unless it's for cleaning up the battlefield after a battle or fighting against the Heavenly Demon, this move won't be used casually, so there's no need to worry about it too much.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Zheng suddenly had another brilliant idea. He wondered if he could use this trick if he wanted to capture a group of strange beasts alive in the wild.
At this thought, Wang Zheng's heart began to race with excitement again.
It seems my plan for the Demon Gathering Land in southern Beijing will go even more smoothly from now on. However, "Demon Gathering Land" doesn't sound good or auspicious in this world of Blue Star, so I'll definitely have to change the name later...
Just as Wang Zheng was lost in his fantasies, he began to manipulate the holy light vortex to maintain a safe distance from himself, preparing to implement "artificial rain."
Two loud explosions suddenly came from the direction of the city center in southern Beijing, followed by an aura that was exactly the same as that of the demon god below, soaring into the sky.
Wang Zheng turned his head and immediately saw two enormous celestial avatars appear out of thin air and stand up. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be a man and a woman, but they were too far away to see clearly, and Wang Zheng was not familiar with their aura.
Even though the two battlefields were dozens of kilometers apart, Wang Zheng could still feel the overwhelming momentum from the other side.
Just as Wang Zheng was wondering what could have happened in the city, only a few dozen seconds later, one of the auras retracted its Dharma form and flew towards the outskirts of the city.
Wang Zheng squinted, staring at the rapidly approaching figure. Under the stinging mental energy that felt almost tangible, he vaguely saw a pure white flash of lightning beside the extraordinary figure.
White lightning?
Who else could it be but that old man Chu? He's the only one of his kind in all of China, there's no other branch.
Wang Zheng's head is about to explode.
"This old man is really a handful! You can't even form a Dharma image, and your leg is broken. What are you doing here, getting involved in all this trouble?"
Seeing that Chu Tianxing seemed determined to join in the fun despite his injuries, Wang Zheng was immediately alarmed, fearing that this young man might cause some kind of trouble.
Before he could think it through, several energy balls immediately shot out from the black mist beneath him toward the holy light vortex at his feet.
Sensing the evil aura below, Wang Zheng immediately maneuvered the Holy Light Orb to dodge the attack with a side somersault.
As the energy ball exploded above him, the surging air currents made his robes flutter wildly.
Wang Zheng watched as the boundless black mist was corroded and pitted by the falling liquid holy light. Although more demonic energy was replenished, the speed of recovery could not keep up with the melting of the holy light.
The corners of his mouth also turned up slightly.
"Looks like I've found a way to deal with you..."
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