Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 647: First Battle with Bai Xuelin (Subscription Requested)

"I dare not, I dare not!" Pei Yan reluctantly retracted the shard he held back into his ring, clasped his fists, and said, "Elder Lin, it's you who should teach the young one a lesson!"

"Precisely!" Bai Xuelin shouted angrily, having been provoked repeatedly, he no longer cared about chivalrous courtesy. After this roar, he swiftly retreated, flicked his sleeves, and a scroll painting slipped from his hand. In a burst of dazzling light, both of them vanished from everyone's sight.

"Mountains and Rivers Map!" Watching the paper painting fall onto the ground, Gu Shenghui exclaimed.

"What is Mountains and Rivers Map?" Wang Wenze and others beside him asked, puzzled.

"It's equivalent to our Jiezhi Space; they've been pulled into a small space to battle. Join me as we go in to spectate!" Gu Shenghui didn't have time to say more; he took the lead, transforming into a ray of light and darting inside, followed closely by Elder Lin who explained as he commanded.

Suddenly, the Heroes Pavilion was engulfed in radiant light, as numerous spectators leaped into the map one after another, including Cao Jiu Zhou, who had arrived earlier but hid in the shadows.

As soon as Gu Shenghui leapt into the Mountains and Rivers Map, before he could stabilize, a strong gust of wind blew him backward. Resisting the stinging pain as sand and stones whipped against his face, Gu Shenghui forced his eyes open and realized why the opponent would choose to use this Mountains and Rivers Map.

A hundred-meter-long metallic dragon, now wrestling between two mountains with Pei Yan, who was flying in the air. Despite the dragon's massive size, its body was extraordinarily agile; as its tail swept, mountains crumbled and the ground shook. Its mouth opened and closed, creating a chilling wind with faint echoes of thunder.

"Is this the Mechanical Technique of the Daoist Plane? This dragon is way too lifelike!" Jiang Feiyang, who just entered the Mountains and Rivers Map, stared at the dragon above in disbelief. It's not that he hadn't seen similar mechanical puppets made by Pei Yan and Xia Yu, but those were mechanical and, although they had a degree of autonomy, they lacked the dynamism of life. The metallic dragon before him was entirely different; its movements exuded a palpable vitality.

"Little fatty, do you know why this thing is so lifelike?" Bailang, who had a strong impression of Jiang Feiyang due to the Friedrich Clan incident, chimed in with a smile.

"Senior Bailang, do you know its secret?" Hearing this, Jiang Feiyang's interest piqued, and he grinned eagerly.

Bailang waved his hand and said, "Ah! This is the sect's secret technique; how could they let outsiders know!" Saying this, Bailang pulled Jiang Feiyang along and pointed casually, "See those people from the Spirit Monster Plane?"

"I see them!" Jiang Feiyang followed his gesture and noticed the furious and cursing manner of the Spirit Monster Plane people, confused.

"I don't know how exactly this thing is made, but I know it requires a live dragon as the core, stripping its flesh and capturing its soul, then converting it through mechanical technique to make such a lifelike mechanical puppet," Bailang said, glancing at the Spirit Monster Plane again, "In the Daoist Plane, Magic Realm, Hell Plane, remnants of Spirit Monster Plane descendants exist, yet they don't belong to the Spirit Monster Plane, thus they're furious but helpless."

"Oh!" Jiang Feiyang, having his confusion resolved, nodded and shifted his gaze back to the battlefield. At this moment, the gorge was enveloped in a purple mist, the sounds of clashes could be heard but neither side of the combatants were seen.

"Retreat! Everyone be cautious, this mist is poisonous!" A cultivator from the Daoist Realm shouted while rapidly retreating. Simultaneously, he deployed multiple defensive arrays around himself. Observing this situation, others followed suit, utilizing their divine powers to temporarily avoid the hazardous mist.

Compared to the chaotic scene of those outside the mist, Pei Yan, within the poisonous fog, appeared far more relaxed. As soon as the dragon emitted the toxic mist, he immediately switched to internal breathing mode. After several bouts of fighting and preliminary understanding of the opponent's capabilities, Pei Yan promptly commenced his counterattack.

As two compressed energy spheres blasted from his palms, the poisonous mist in the mountains was dispersed in an instant by the massive airwaves. Along with the dispersed toxic mist, the metallic dragon struck the green mountain behind it with a massive boom, causing half the mountain peak to crumble.

The dragon rolled its massive body, opened its mouth, a foul wind blew out as the light changed color again inside its mouth, red light flickered, and blazing flames spewed forth. As Pei Yan retreated, his hands did not stop; one shot after another, condensed metallic shells fired forth, streaks of lightning flashing like meteorites as the shells bombarded the dragon's body.

After more than twenty shells, even the dragon forged with the finest materials chosen by expert craftsmen from the Daoist Plane couldn't withstand such bombardment. It groaned as its entire body was embedded into the collapsed debris.

Bai Xuelin finally felt a pang of regret for fully accepting the opponent's provocation earlier; this junior, not even at the human realm, could unleash such a catastrophic attack!

Letting out a long breath, Pei Yan did not feel relaxed. Looking up, he aimed a contemplative gaze at Bai Xuelin, whose hands were maneuvering and chanting, knowing he must have a follow-up strategy. If a puppeteer has a lethal flaw, it would be directly seizing the mastermind!

Resolved, Pei Yan's left eye glinted luminously. The next moment, his body instantly moved behind Bai Xuelin, and raised a hand chop aimed at his neck while his other hand's fingers slightly bent, sending a slash across the waist.

Thunk! Two muffled sounds echoed, Pei Yan squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the metallic texture at his striking point, secretly finding it unpropitious, quickly retreating his body. However, it was already too late, Bai Xuelin's skeletal frame instantly expanded, exploding into countless talismans that formed a large net encircling Pei Yan. Careful observation revealed each talisman was connected by transparent thin lines.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Trapped inside, Pei Yan naturally refused to sit idly. He fired electromagnetic cannons one after another. Yet, to his astonishment, although this cage made of talismans warped several times, it resiliently held on, not only confining Pei Yan's movement range but even obstructing him from using spatial movement technique again.

"Child, you are still too young! Would a master of mechanical technique be unaware of his own weaknesses? You think demonstrating that divine power before me again will yield miraculous effects?" Bai Xuelin, having dashed out of the battlefield and now dressed in a new outfit, watched Pei Yan trapped in the array with a look of triumph, then gestured grandly towards the pile of rubble at his feet.

The earth shook, rocks rolled, and the dragon buried beneath the debris roared loudly, breaking through the stones. Its enormous body circled the mountains once before raising its head, staring at Pei Yan imprisoned within the talisman array with venomous resentment.

Bai Xuelin didn't stop there; his hands formed seals as he chanted, and talismans appeared out of thin air, under his command, they floated down and adhered all over the dragon's body.