Sensing the change in Kong Jia's aura, Huo Ling was quite surprised, "You old bastard, you actually had a trump card up your sleeve!"
But then the Yin energy around Huoling began to surge, and endless Yin energy converged towards the claws, causing the claws to become incredibly powerful.
The bewitching spirit roared, "No matter what trump cards you have, you must die today!"
After speaking, he rushed towards Kong Jia, raising his claws high and bringing them down with boundless Yin energy. The terrifying power surged like a vast ocean, pressing down on Kong Jia.
This attack was so powerful that it was enough to annihilate Kong Jia's entire soul, preventing him from ever being reincarnated.
Feeling his cultivation level surge, Kong Jia's eyes gleamed with excitement. He once again summoned the bamboo slip, proclaiming, "The roc rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high!"
With his shout, golden light emanated from the bamboo slip, and powerful Dao essence surged out like a tide, shaking all directions.
The roc, its body ablaze with flames, reappeared, but the flames had changed from crimson to pale blue. The roc's aura surged wildly, and just by standing there, it stirred up gusts of wind.
This aura is several times stronger than the one before.
Facing the terrifyingly powerful claws descending, the roc let out a cry and then spat out a pale blue fireball.
The fireball rolled away, its powerful force instantly piercing through the bewitching spirit's body, and the scorching flames instantly dispelled the yin energy.
Almost the instant it touched the fireball, the bewitching spirit was dispersed by the flames containing supreme Dao essence and vanished into thin air.
Kong Jia was astonished by what he saw. "Is this the power of these two mantras?!"
He never expected that after establishing a connection with these two mantras, his power would be so great.
The little guy was quite surprised to see this.
Sure enough, in this world, some of the poems I knew before could be used as talismans, unleashing extremely powerful effects!
However, he also knew that not just anyone could do it; only those who cultivated Confucianism and Taoism and could establish a connection with written language could achieve such a level.
Once the bewitching spirit disappeared, Kong Jia looked at the little guy with utter shock in his eyes, "Who...who are you?"
The truth that he had struggled to comprehend for decades was revealed in a single sentence by the little guy, which completely overturned his worldview.
One thing he was certain of was that the little guy in front of him was definitely not simple.
The little guy was speechless at the question. "Didn't I just tell you, Ying Ziyu?"
Kong Jia stared at the little guy, his eyes shifting between light and shadow.
Could this kid be a powerful figure who's pretending to be a child to hide his identity?
He looked at the little guy, whose eyes were clear and who looked harmless, and was stunned again.
However, that innocent look in his eyes doesn't seem like that of a shrewd and calculating big shot!
The little guy looked at him and said, "I've paid for the chicken, now I'm leaving."
Knowing the little guy was extraordinary, Kong Jia was unwilling to let him leave easily and asked directly, "How did you know the second half of that sentence?"
The little guy pointed to the bamboo slips, "Can't we just read them directly?"
Putting aside the fact that he had heard the poem in his previous life, the little guy could also see the words on the bamboo slips.
Therefore, from any perspective, he must know the second part of the sentence.
But these words struck Kong Jia like a thunderbolt from a clear sky: "You can see?!"
Even if he tried his best to break through, he couldn't see the next word. If he forced himself to look, he would probably suffer a backlash and be in mortal danger.
But this little guy can see directly, which is really unbelievable.
Kong Jia's gaze turned serious.
This kid must be a powerful figure!
There's no mistake, only a powerful being with immense strength could achieve this!
Just as he was in shock, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the little guy's ear. "Oh! You've come to steal food again!"
It was the furious Consort Shu.
The little guy's expression tightened, and he quickly said, "I didn't steal any food, I didn't steal any food, Mom!"
Consort Shu glared at him, "Wipe the bits of meat off your mouth first! Not to mention you were feeling unwell last night from indigestion, the doctor said you absolutely couldn't eat anything. Didn't I tell you not to take other people's food?"
The little guy used to steal offerings from Xiaoyao's side, which left Consort Shu speechless, unable to persuade him otherwise.
The little guy looked at her pitifully and said, "I didn't steal any food. The old man gave it to me willingly. You can ask him if you don't believe me."
Consort Shu then noticed Kong Jia standing not far away. He was dressed in a scholar's robe and had an elegant demeanor, which immediately suggested that he was of extraordinary status.
Consort Shu released the little guy's ears, though she had only tugged at them to scare him and hadn't used any force.
The little guy looked at Kong Jia and asked, "Old man, tell me, did you give me the food willingly?"
Kong Jia came to his senses and nodded, "It was given to me voluntarily; I did not steal any."
Consort Shu curtsied, saying, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, sir."
After saying that, she glared at the little guy and said, "Go back! If you still have indigestion after the doctor's examination, I won't let you off the hook!"
The little guy lowered his eyes and said, "No, I only licked it twice, I didn't eat it."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on a pile of chicken bones on the ground, and then he silently looked away.
Watching the two figures walk away, Kong Jia's expression was complicated. "Even big shots of this caliber can be completely controlled by someone?!"
As he pondered, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes. "Could that woman be an even more powerful figure?"
Kong Jia could only think of this possibility, after all, if you want to control a strong person, you have to be even stronger.
Kong Jia's eyes were filled with apprehension. "I never expected there to be so many powerful beings in the palace."
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As soon as Consort Shu led the little one to the palace gate, she saw that Ying Zheng was already waiting inside.
Consort Shu curtsied and said, "Your Majesty, I greet you!"
Upon seeing the two, Ying Zheng stood up. "No need for formalities!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Standing up, Consort Shu looked at Ying Zheng with a puzzled expression. "Why is Your Majesty here?"
At this point in time, Ying Zheng should still be holding court.
Ying Zheng took out a letter. "I received a strange letter, which seems to be a plea for help, but I don't know who sent it."
Consort Shu's eyes darkened. "A distress signal?"
Ying Zheng took out a piece of silk and spread it out. When Consort Shu looked at it, she saw a location marked on it.
But she couldn't quite understand the map.
Ying Zheng frowned. "I sent people to investigate this location, but it's very desolate and seems to be uninhabited."
The little guy also curiously peeked over, and was immediately stunned. "This seems to be the place where Brother Hai practices swordsmanship."
Consort Shu's eyes changed slightly, "Xiao Hai?"
The little guy frowned and his expression became serious. "Could it be that Brother Hai is in danger?"
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