Didi Chuxing – Eradicating All Evil

Chapter 89 Didi Chuxing (ride-hailing service) – Eradicating All Evil

Even if all that exists before you is a blurry outline formed by the convergence of water vapor.

But as a patrol general who had once served under the Dragon King and had seen many Yellow River water gods, it could never forget the magnificent aura emanating from the immortals and gods.

Every frown and smile is a sign of fate.

Similarly, the wrath of gods and immortals also represents the anger of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, the old turtle struggled to bring its head below the outline: "Little god..."

It had barely uttered two words when an unbearable itch shot through its throat.

Then, to the old man's horror, he discovered that his crossbow, which had been refined for who knows how long, had not only grown back in the blink of an eye, but was also dozens of times thicker than before.

Neither demonic power nor the remaining traces of incense and divine power could shake the horizontal bone in the slightest.

Meanwhile, the pressure from its shell grew heavier and heavier, making the already immobile turtle's eyes bulge and its head spin under the weight. Countless black and white flies flew around in its eyes, and amidst the constant buzzing, it heard a sentence intermittently: "Since you have been granted a divine position, you must read the 'Rules of the Heavenly Maiden.' Living an extra hundred years is already a stroke of luck, so why are you begging for mercy or complaining?"

"It's only because we're currently preoccupied with our own problems that we'd be able to get away with just being struck by lightning, you wicked creature!"

At that moment, the old turtle's eyes widened, as if it had heard something extraordinary.

But in the next instant, the dark clouds suddenly split open with bluish-purple patterns, the cracked yellow earth was reflected in a ghastly white light, and a rough, dragon-like thunder roared down and pierced through the river.

The splashing, murky muddy water, carrying silvery arcs of electricity, drifted down like a rain curtain. Mud and rock fragments flew hundreds of feet into the air, mixed with the silvery plasma that writhed like silver snakes, blasting the mudflats on both banks into countless holes.

Countless water monsters that came without flinching were instantly annihilated into ashes in this catastrophe.

The old turtle at the very center of the lightning strike was already annihilated when the second bolt of lightning struck. The remaining lightning only lashed its remains, while also sweeping away the section of river that had been cut off in the silhouette.

Even the dense, stagnant Yin energy in the Yellow River was annihilated by the blazing lightning. The old turtle, the ancient corpse, and even the coffin lying on the riverbank were all dead beyond any doubt.

Even after clearing the Yellow River, the thunder, still with its remaining power, seemed unsatisfied. The dark clouds in the sky moved at breakneck speed, and under the bombardment of bolts of lightning, all the evil spirits in the silhouette suffered.

Even a corpse that had just begun to stiffen was blasted open by a bolt of lightning, the coffin was shattered, and the resentment was dispersed. The remaining lightning fire burned fiercely on the corpse, fueled by the remains of the coffin.

But this terrifying scene had no audience.

Even Zhang Wei, the caster himself, sensed that the spell was going out of control when he summoned the first bolt of lightning. The subsequent arcs of electricity shooting in front of him were so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

If he's like this, then the other travelers scattered throughout the silhouettes are even more clueless.

The location was too far away, and the lightning was too dense to see clearly.

Even if someone mustered up the courage to walk into an area with dense lightning, they would only take a few steps before feeling a numbness on their head and then losing consciousness.

The traveler was a bit foolish, knowingly venturing into danger, but the people in the silhouettes didn't have that suicidal mentality. The moment they saw the heavens' anger, they knelt on the ground, trembling as they offered their sincere thanks to the heavens.

And it was amidst this scene of chaos and war that...

In the river, the gathered water shadows suddenly dispersed, turning into a gentle breeze and returning to Zhang Wei's back.

"You went back on your word about what you agreed to in private. If you weren't so far away, and if my good disciple wasn't so inflexible, you would have almost gotten away with it. For a man of your stature..."

boom!

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, scattering the clouds and landing right behind Zhang Wei. The impact made his hair stand on end, and as his hair stood on end, he was shocked to find that he had regained control of the spell.

Seeing that the lightning pattern between his eyebrows was already flickering and seemed to have reached its limit, he felt regretful, but he did not hesitate to change his hand seals and cancel the lightning spell.

This can't go on like this.

He can now use the magical power he cultivated in advance to transform the palm thunder, which was originally an illusory thunder sound, into real lightning.

Of course, a ball of lightning the size of a football, like the Corpse-Splitting Rat, can be released after accumulating for a period of time, but unless it's an extreme situation, he won't do something as self-destructive as draining his mana.

Like Master Yiming, in the years after the late Qing Dynasty, the external Qi was weak and it was difficult to cultivate magic power. Even now, after decades of accumulation and countless images of the secular world, the Qi has not changed much.

After all, while there are many silhouettes, the real world is also expanding in tandem, and even the slightest change is absorbed by the massive amount of data.

Although one can still replenish some magical power through food, who can be so extravagant as to eat century-old medicines and celestial secrets as food? If one relies solely on eating to accumulate magical power and uses one day as a recovery period, then the amount of food consumed would have to be measured in tons.

Don't let your magic power fail to recover, or you end up dying from overeating.

Moreover, Zhang Wei has several major consumers of vital energy. Not to mention what he eats every day, even the meager amount of vital energy absorbed by his body and the newly opened eye apertures has to be divided in half to nourish these passive magical abilities.

Without the support of his prospective master's magical power, and unwilling to use up the second life-saving mark, Zhang Wei naturally had to cancel the spell before the lightning pattern disappeared.

Otherwise, if he has mana, he'll burn mana; if he doesn't, he'll burn health. His small frame can't withstand the drain of summoning wind and rain, lightning and electricity.

"5

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After dispelling his magic, Zhang Wei looked at the dried-up river and the devastated land in the distance, and a question mark slowly appeared in his mind.

Just now, it wasn't some kind of spell going out of control, but rather that Didi (a ride-hailing service) took over the ride for me, right?

Could it be that the prospective master used his hand to directly destroy the demons and evil spirits in the silhouette?

Otherwise, how could the owner of the coffin, whom he had voluntarily spared, also be affected by the thunder and waves? The huge coffin lying on the riverbank is now just a flat pit in the mudflat, proving that something once existed there.

Zhang Wei silently burned incense for the other person in his heart, then turned to look at the dried-up riverbed.

There's really not much to see.

Under this devastating thunderbolt, only scorched and cracked mud remained in the riverbed. Everything that had been seen in the heavens with the divine eye not long ago had vanished at this moment.

The old turtle didn't even manage to keep its shell.

Was it because they were worried he couldn't beat the old turtle, or...?