Fortunately, Zhao Youliang's unsuccessful summoning bought him time, allowing Liao Zhiyuan to finally unleash his "ultimate move" before the two terrifying puppets could react.
Suddenly, this young talent from the new Eight Characters Sect stood up, his eyes shining brightly.
Place your hands in front of your chest and continuously form mudras, like a butterfly flitting among flowers.
"Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, yin and yang rotate in eight directions, bringing good fortune to all directions, now we retreat!"
After the incantation was completed, the yellow cloth that Liao Zhiyuan had laid on the ground quickly stretched out and extended to the feet of Zhao Youliang and everyone else in the blink of an eye.
Then, like a package, it carried everyone away into the distance with a whoosh.
Inside the enormous package, the surroundings were entirely yellow and orange.
Zhao Youliang asked in astonishment, "Xiao Liao, you're using your ultimate move to escape?"
"Hmm!" Liao Zhiyuan, whose face was growing paler, nodded gently.
"Brother Quantum, our New Eight Characters Sect is all about fortune telling. All our techniques are naturally geared towards bringing good fortune and avoiding misfortune. What else would you have thought?"
Zhao Youliang: "I thought ultimate moves were all about risking everything, I was wrong..."
Just as Zhao Youliang's thinking was broadened, Chang Jie, who had been leaning on his head the whole time, suddenly spoke up.
"Quantum, you seem stupid."
"Quantum, you're going to get a beating."
After speaking, this amazing descendant of the Chang family slowly flew up and landed on Liao Zhiyuan's head with a soft "plop".
"I also seek good fortune and avoid misfortune..."
"What? Eggboy, what do you mean?" Before Zhao Youliang could react, he felt a dark shadow yell and knock him to the ground, then unleash a barrage of punches on his face.
Zhao Youliang immediately screamed in agony: "Ouch, it hurts so much! Brother Gou, have mercy! Brother Gou, I was wrong!"
"I'll never dare to push you out again!!"
Although Zhao Youliang was beaten terribly, even in front of all the immortals, no one dared to speak up to persuade him, let alone break up the fight.
Fortunately, Liao Zhiyuan's words saved Zhao Youliang from tragedy.
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, stop fighting! It looks like the evil thing is chasing us!"
"Woof woof woof?!" Upon hearing this, the big yellow dog stopped what it was doing and pricked up its ears as if listening.
"Woof woof woof!!"
Sensing that the two puppets and the ghost soldiers and servants were getting closer and closer, Liao Zhiyuan, despite his physical weakness, recited the incantation again.
"May you be distinguished in all directions, and enjoy good fortune in all four seasons! May you gallop onward!"
After finishing the incantation, he was completely exhausted and spat out blood with a "poof," collapsing limply into the grasshopper spirit's arms.
However, the enormous "package" accelerated again, like a train running at full speed.
In the blink of an eye, they left the town and headed straight northeast.
Even so, the evil spirits behind them continued to pursue them relentlessly, like a leech clinging to the bone!
After an unknown amount of time, Liao Zhiyuan's magical power on the "package" finally ran out, and it turned back into a piece of yellow cloth with a Bagua diagram drawn on it.
Everyone screamed and fell from the sky.
Fortunately, there were no ordinary people among them, and they quickly used various methods to slow down the fall, so no one was injured.
Before Zhao Youliang and the others could even breathe a sigh of relief, the two puppets were already chasing after them with a bitter smile.
With the horde of ghosts behind them, it was like a huge dark cloud.
"Oh no, they're chasing us so fast! We have to run!"
Zhao Youliang, his face bruised and swollen from the beating, grabbed Dandanzi with one hand and pulled Liao Zhiyuan with the other, trying to escape.
But Chang Jie struggled to fly up from his arms and slowly floated to his head.
"We don't need to run anymore, Quantum. The dirty stuff chasing us is going to be in trouble."
After speaking, he turned around to face the two puppets that had approached him, staring at them with a pair of uneven and cross-eyed eyes, and spoke weakly.
“I’m not afraid of you hitting me, I’ll go to Wanlong Mountain to find my dad.”
“My dad has a big tail, he’ll whip you until you scream.”
The male doll had never taken Chang Jie seriously, and now that he dared to provoke him, it fueled his resentment even more.
With a sinister grin, he reached out and grabbed at Chang Jie.
If he gets a firm grip, Chang Jie will surely burst open like an egg held by a giant.
Just at this critical moment, an angry shout suddenly rang out.
"How dare you chase me all the way to Wanlong Mountain to beat my beloved son! Don't you know you're going to die?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dignified and elegant noblewoman appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Chang Jie to protect him.
At the same time, she stretched out her jade-like hand and waved it at the male doll with a face full of disgust and loathing.
The male doll, who had just been "invincible," was immediately sent flying away with a scream, like a paper doll in the wind.
A moment later, it crashed into a tree with a loud bang, broke it, and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Upon seeing this, the other evil spirits immediately trembled with fear and instinctively retreated slowly, trying to escape.
The noblewoman sneered, "Heh, did I allow you to leave?"
"Does the Wanlong Mountain in the North Country exist as a place you can come and go as you please?!"
Upon hearing this, the evil spirits immediately stood still, trembling like drowned rats in the cold wind.
At this moment, Chang Jie spoke weakly, "Mother, where is my father?"
"Both Quantum and I got beaten up. I even got slapped hard across the face, and he knocked out half of my cigarette."
"What!?" The noblewoman was even more furious upon hearing this, her gaze sweeping over all the evil spirits like a knife.
"Chang Jie, point to who hit you!"
Upon hearing this, Chang Jie struggled to straighten himself up from the eggshell, his small and cross-eyed eyes filled with grievance as he looked at the fallen male doll.
The noblewoman sneered, holding Chang Jie in her arms, and walked step by step toward the male doll, with dragon roars echoing as she went.
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