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Arthur activated the deduction seal within the sea of his mind with a nervous heart.

In the next moment.

"Buzz!"

An illusory buzzing sound suddenly resounded in his mind.

The scenery within the former Speaker's line of sight underwent an incredibly strange change in an instant.

The lush greenery on the street just now seemed to have turned into a mottled image, with everything emitting a peculiar "faded" feeling.

"Phew~"

The summer breeze that blew by also carried an indescribable hoarseness.

Arthur took a few tentative steps and unexpectedly had a strange illusion of "walking through the river of history."

He calmed himself down a bit and recalled the scene of the grocery store in his mind, especially the secret marks on the shelves. Then, he whispered, "Trace back!"

In an instant.

An illusory star suddenly appeared and exploded into countless dots with a "pu" sound.

The faded greenery on the street disappeared in an instant.

The scene of the grocery store from earlier slowly emerged.

However, it looked a bit blurry, as if it was being viewed through a thin layer of mist.

In addition, there was a rather eerie aspect. Many items in the store appeared in a twisted state that was hair-raising.

For example, the iron bars on the shelves were bent into strange shapes.

And the surface of the counter had several pitch-black cracks that were slightly wriggling, as if they were about to come alive.

Arthur looked around and forcibly suppressed the creepy feeling, coming to a firm conclusion in his mind: "The deduction seal is definitely the power of the Sartre divine spirit!"

As a powerful practitioner at the arcane master level, the former Speaker knew better than anyone that their ancestral divine spirits had some peculiar characteristics.

To say something rebellious, the divine spirits of the Wan Hao people actually seemed more normal.

Arthur muttered vaguely, "Which divine spirit covers the domains of 'twisted' and 'distorted'?"

Just then.

"Clack! Clack!"

Accompanied by the sound of what seemed like a wooden stick hitting the floor.

The owner of the grocery store, in a rather terrifying twisted form, slowly walked out from the back room.

This person had a wooden face, and their feet had actually turned into black wooden legs. Their neck seemed to be broken, with their head hanging down, and a large festering sore was exposed on their left chest.

Arthur glanced at them, and his pupils involuntarily contracted.

He subconsciously interpreted, "Wooden legs represent puppets, a broken neck means the inability to think independently, and the festering sore symbolizes the 'parasitic puppet' in the chest."

The former Speaker carefully recalled the behavior of the store owner and faintly felt that the left shoulder of the other party seemed not very flexible.

Comparing the two, it was enough to prove that there seemed to be a great deal of expertise in the "twisted" illusion.

Arthur revealed a look of astonishment, "This should be a more advanced parasitic puppet. The deduction seal is truly extraordinary!"

As far as he knew, in order to easily control the target, members of the Prayer Society usually hid the parasitic puppet in the target's head.

But this parasitic puppet was actually hidden in the chest, which indicated that its control ability far exceeded that of an ordinary parasitic puppet.

It was not difficult to guess that this "bird's nest," which was the Prayer Society's communication base, was not simple at all.

Another thought popped into Arthur's mind, "This method of directly perceiving the essence is so powerful. Who exactly is the mysterious person?"

*

Thousands of kilometers away.

Tai'an Small Spirit Realm.

At this moment.

Cheng Han had already finished his visit to his old acquaintance and left Lin Xuebin's house.

He instructed the Grand Chancellor Yu Xianglong to bring a speeding car and, with his little fiancée, leisurely drove around the city.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a vibrating string suddenly echoed in the air.

Arthur's thoughts were transmitted through the secret puppet string.

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth slightly curled up. "You do have good taste! The power of distortion is not to be underestimated, and there is certainly a lot to it."

"The essence of this power lies in 'essential transformation.' It can reveal hidden essences in an exaggerated and bizarre manner."

"Integrating the power of distortion with the imprint of deduction is not something that even an ordinary Xuan Du can achieve, but it took me some effort."

Cheng Han gazed at Arthur's figure, filled with anticipation. "Honestly, I'm also very curious to know which divine being has ventured into these realms."

The All-Knowing Eye had previously analyzed the meaning of "distortion" and "aberration" from the unidentified ancient god's severed finger.

And this extraordinary power is very much in line with the style of divine followers, making it the perfect disguise.

He decided to use distortion and aberration to conceal the power of deduction, adding an extra layer of mystery to the mysterious person.

After all, as the mastermind behind the scenes, more disguise is always better.

Cheng Han drove his speeding car towards an intersection and chuckled to himself, "Mr. Arthur, curiosity is the greatest motivation."

"I hope that you can search for relevant clues within various divine organizations and help me unravel the mystery of the ancient god's identity."

Having gained a disciple of the Xuan Shi level, it was only natural to maximize the use of this tool and squeeze out every bit of value from him.

In the backseat of the speeding car,

Qian Qingqing's pretty face was filled with a smile as she happily swung her fair and tender legs, her skirt fluttering in the summer breeze.

Cheng Han glanced at the backseat from the corner of his eye, involuntarily recalling the winter day last year when he had ridden his bicycle to take a little girl to school.

"Time flies!"

This was Qian Qingqing's sigh.

There was no doubt that this girl had also thought of the same scene.

Just then,

The little girl suddenly exclaimed, "There's a car coming over there!"

In front of the intersection, four speeding cars were lined up, racing towards them at a considerable speed.

Unfortunately, this intersection was not spacious. If this speeding car didn't slow down, they would definitely collide with each other.

The drivers of the cars were all teenagers, laughing and shouting, seemingly from well-off families judging by their attire.

It was not difficult to imagine that these guys had definitely done this before.

This scene inexplicably reminded Cheng Han of the Ghostfire Youth from another time and space.

Cheng Han furrowed his brows slightly, feeling a stir in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind blew.

The speed of the speeding car suddenly increased, racing ahead to the intersection and then abruptly stopping, blocking the way.

The group of Ghostfire Youths immediately started clamoring.

"Get out of the way!"

"If you don't want to be killed, move aside!"

"Are you blind?"

The little girl's face changed as she listened.

To dare insult the Vice Palace Master and say he was blind was enough to have them sent to the foreign battlefield to serve hard labor, never to return in this lifetime.

Qian Qingqing decisively shouted, "Stop!"

As soon as her voice fell,

The group of Ghostfire Youths suddenly felt that the speeding car and the couple sitting inside had instantly grown ten times larger, bringing them an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

"Ah~"

"Oh my god!"

These guys were immediately scared half to death, falling to the ground along with their cars.

The little girl, being kind-hearted, showed a hint of pity in her eyes. "Cheng Han, they didn't actually make a big mistake."

These guys are just acting a little arrogant on the road, she doesn't think they deserve to die.

Cheng Han shook his head gently and smiled, "I didn't plan on killing them."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A tall ghostly teenager seemed to recognize this as a martial skill and shouted, "My dad is a patrol officer at the Seventh Watchtower. If you dare to mess around, get ready to go to jail!"

Qian Qingqing was speechless.

Cheng Han smirked.

Huh!

This kid has guts, talking nonsense as soon as he opens his mouth!

If I were taken to the prison gate, wouldn't Chief Liu Yidao of the Patrol Office be scared to death on the spot?

Cheng Han, in a moment of inspiration, glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the tall teenager, releasing a faint distortion force.

In the next instant.

A terrifying scene appeared in the teenager's eyes.

The young man in front of him suddenly turned into a super giant beast, as tall as towering mountains, with five different-colored heads.

The first head was like a condensation of flames, with flames dancing between breaths.

The second head was formed by black mist, with countless figures flickering in its huge pupils.

The third head constantly changed shape, sometimes a big cat head, sometimes a bird head of a feathered beast.

There was also a head carved from an incredibly exquisite green gemstone, surrounded by countless green dots of light.

The last head looked like a stone statue, with gray gas swirling around it.

"Ah~"

The tall teenager shouted and fainted.

The other ghostly teenagers were all scared.

Cheng Han nodded in satisfaction, "The five heads represent the five mysterious seals. Under the influence of the distortion force, this is the image it turns into."

One word, cool!

He looked at the little girl and said, "The traffic in the city is too chaotic. We should establish a set of traffic rules, such as traffic lights and other facilities."

He briefly explained the traffic light rules of another timeline in a few sentences.

Although this world doesn't have electricity, with the crystal energy lamps powered by gray crystals, with a little modification, the same effect can be achieved.

And with his current identity, the entire Taian Xiaolingjing would definitely implement the order without any discount.

Qian Qingqing immediately praised, "This is a very good idea!"

The little girl asked again, "By the way, how do you plan to deal with these guys?"

Cheng Han rubbed his chin and smiled, "Since they have so much energy to spare, let's give them some hard work first."

Daring to speak disrespectfully to this palace lord, while the death penalty can be spared, the punishment cannot be escaped!

*

Zhuo'an Xiaolingjing.

In the illusion.

Arthur waited for a few minutes and saw several customers enter the grocery store one after another.

Among them, one customer had a completely distorted face, even the nose was upside down, and his eyes were filled with jealousy.

The former Speaker muttered, "Does jealousy make people unrecognizable?"

There was also a customer who walked in a strange way, with the crotch protruding forward and the pants dripping with grayish-white liquid.

Arthur shook his head, "Did you have a wild night with the Flowing Warbler? Your complexion looks so bad, be careful of sudden death!"

The more he looked at the customers' appearances, the more he realized how powerful the deduction seal was, and the more awe he felt towards the mysterious person.

After a while.

Arthur finally saw the expected result.

He saw a strange man covered in tumors, wearing a green bone mask, and his heart was actually swollen outside his body, walking into the store with big strides.

This figure is completely different from an ordinary person.

Arthur's spirits were lifted as he said, "The idols worshipped by the Prayer Society are mostly made of bone, and the bone mask should symbolize the believers."

"The heart is several times larger than that of an ordinary person, and there are so many flesh tumors on the surface. This should indicate an extremely vigorous life force."

Combining these two points, the former speaker immediately came to a conclusion, "This guy is definitely the life priest of the Prayer Society!"

He couldn't help but laugh, "A priest actually came in person. It seems that this 'bird's nest' is not simple."

And this means that there is a high probability of uncovering the Blood Skull Archbishop by following the clues.

This also means that this time, the task assigned by the mysterious person should be completed smoothly.

Arthur praised again, "The Deduction Seal is so powerful! It also clearly demonstrates the characteristics of the extraordinary!"

The strength of the life priest is equivalent to that of a mystic, but the Deduction Seal can clearly analyze the power of a mystic, indicating that its level must have reached the level of a master.

Or even higher!

In the illusion.

The grotesque figure glanced at the shopkeeper and quickly said, "I want to deliver a secret letter."

Strangely, every word spoken carried a faint echo.

These echoes combined together and turned into a rather convoluted language: "Abubara...Kadias..."

At the same time.

A black gas spewed out from the figure's mouth and entered the festering sore on the shopkeeper's chest.

Arthur instantly understood the meaning of this scene, "The echo is the sacrificial language of the Prayer Society, which is the true expression. Its purpose is to communicate with the parasitic puppets."

One second later.

"Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

The shopkeeper walked out from behind the counter, bowing crookedly, with his head completely drooping to his back, giving a rather uncomfortable feeling.

"Poof!"

A foul black liquid sprayed out from the festering sore on his chest.

This should represent the response of the parasitic puppet.

The shopkeeper gasped for breath, stuttering, "Bring...bring it out!"

The grotesque figure nodded.

With this action, a fleshy tumor on the person's abdomen burst with a "pop".

Amidst the flying flesh and blood, a dark object fell to the floor.

"Ding!"

It was actually a nail.

Arthur suddenly realized, "The grocery store has the most variety of nails, casually hidden in a corner, even if someone sees it, they won't think it's suspicious."

The distortion power in the illusion immediately revealed the essence of the nail.

The surface of the nail showed signs of rust, and occasional traces of black gas emerged, accompanied by intermittent murmurs.

The shopkeeper quickly picked up the nail and placed it in a small box for nails on the shelf, burying it deep inside.

The grotesque figure didn't say anything else, casually picked up a small tool, and turned to leave the grocery store.

Following the guidance of the mark, Arthur decisively reached out his right hand and made a virtual grab towards the shelf.

"Buzz!"

The illusion trembled slightly.

The scene inside the grocery store began to blur rapidly.

In the palm of Arthur's right hand, an illusory nail appeared out of thin air.

This represents the connection of the token. As long as he follows the clues, he can find all the nests it has passed through.

The former speaker muttered in a low voice, "Praise the mysterious person! This method is really useful!"

He deeply felt that compared to the clumsy method of waiting and observing, the Deduction Seal was not only more convenient and quick, but also much more concealed.

(End of this chapter)