239: Chapter 239 Demon Musa

"Xie Ning? What happened to you?!"

The massive commotion instantly drew the attention of his teammates and the team leader.

Their expressions changed drastically as they rushed forward like a tidal wave, their eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

The team leader hurriedly reached out to support Xie Ning, placing his fingers on Xie Ning's wrist.

"His aura is chaotic... his Qi and blood are flowing in reverse. What is going on?" the team leader asked urgently, his voice tinged with panic.

"...I was too eager for success when practicing my Cultivation Technique earlier and suffered some setbacks. I didn't expect it to recur at such a critical moment..."

Xie Ning's voice was weak, and as he spoke, he waved his hand powerlessly.

"I'm fine, Teacher, I just need to rest for a while. I still have to go on stage for the match later..."

"Look at you! How can you still be thinking about the match?!" the team leader shouted, both angry and anxious.

"The opponent is very strong. As the captain, I must participate in this match!" Xie Ning said firmly, gritting his teeth.

"Don't worry, Captain Xie."

The vice-captain saw Xie Ning forcing himself to remain upright and, with a grave expression, said slowly:

"Leave it to us. The School Team hasn't been supported by you alone all these years."

He believed what Xie Ning had said earlier about only missing Chen Moxuan's move due to his angle.

After all, if Henghuo Martial Arts School really had someone so powerful that even he, a Qi Control Realm Second Stage Martial Artist, couldn't keep up with, why would they only appear now?

He might have a certain gap in strength compared to Chen Moxuan, but it certainly wasn't as big as he had imagined.

Besides, looking at Henghuo Martial Arts School now, there wasn't anyone else capable of fighting besides Chen Moxuan.

As long as their School Team worked together and weakened the opponent as much as possible, they might still have a fighting chance.

"That's right, Captain Xie. Leave it to us!"

The other team members also responded in unison, their voices neat and loud, as if their fighting spirit had been ignited.

"Good, then I'll leave it to you all!"

Supported by the team leader, Xie Ning walked toward the preparation room with stumbling steps, each step seemingly taking the last of his strength.

...

Fast forward a few minutes.

Inside the preparation room of the Henghuo Martial Arts School team.

A figure slowly emerged from a dense shadow.

If any members of the Henghuo Martial Arts School team were present, they would instantly recognize this person as their captain, Zhang Qing.

However, Zhang Qing's appearance now was extremely strange.

His originally black-and-white eyes were now completely swallowed by pure black, with not a trace of white visible.

His pupils had turned into vertical red slits, like two burning flames, flickering with a chilling light in the darkness.

At the same time, the voice coming from the depths of his throat was low and hoarse, completely unlike the tone one his age should have.

"Since when are Martial Arts Grandmasters of the Human Race so idle? To think they would stay in such a remote city and not leave yet..."

"Fortunately, ever since I sensed the probe from a Human Race Spiritual Sense last time, I've been cautious and laid down a Magic Array to interfere with perception in this arena in advance."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold sneer, clearly quite proud of his foresight.

"That foolish blood race... if she hadn't exposed herself so easily, why would I, a dignified general of the Demon Race, need to take this risk?"

"I originally thought she would be different... now it seems that this blood race branch of the Silver Moon really is prone to producing fools."

Thinking of this, his voice rose sharply, carrying a hint of annoyance.

The Demon Race is a species that looks similar to the Human Race, but with a completely different body structure.

They are born with powerful Mental Energy, and the unique magic circuits in their bodies allow them to master a special power: magic.

Through long years of exploration and study, the Demon Race has gradually developed a series of technologies related to magic, such as magic, Magic Arrays, incantations, and enchantment.

At this moment, this Demon named Musa had quietly possessed Zhang Qing about a week ago, on the very night Lin Muhan exposed herself, using a type of magic.

Later, he even controlled Zhang Qing's parents through incantations, forcing Zhang Qing to obey him.

When Chen Moxuan previously used his Spiritual Sense to probe Zhang Qing's appearance, Musa, who was possessing Zhang Qing, also sensed this probe.

As a general-level Demon, Musa's ability was enough to suppress a Martial Arts Grandmaster at the Spirit Ascension Realm Middle Stage. If he were given enough time to prepare, with the assistance of a Magic Array, even a Late Stage Spirit Ascension Realm would be no match.

However, being within the range of the Human Race's An Tian Grand Array, his strength was suppressed to one-tenth of his usual level.

Therefore, Musa immediately tried his best to hide himself, not daring to be even slightly careless.

Although he knew a Martial Arts Grandmaster's Spiritual Sense was probing him, he dared not look for the source of the probe, fearing that he would expose his tracks if he was not careful.

Knowing nothing about the identity of this Martial Arts Grandmaster, Musa acted with increasing caution.

Just yesterday, he cleverly used Zhang Qing's identity, using the excuse of discovering traces of foreign races, to successfully lure Captain Lei, who was on patrol, over.

Taking advantage of Captain Lei's momentary carelessness, Musa decisively cast a cognitive-obstructing magic on him, causing him to be unable to perceive Musa's existence in his subconscious ever again.

With that, Musa was able to successfully infiltrate the arena in advance and quietly set up a Magic Array capable of interfering with Mental Energy perception in a hidden part of the wall.

Once activated, it could cover the entire arena.

Although he was mentally prepared, when Musa sensed that familiar probe again, he couldn't help but be startled.

Thus, he had restrained all his aura and hid until now, only daring to emerge after confirming it was safe.

"Forget it, as long as this Magic Array, newly created by our King specifically targeting Human Race Martial Artists, is set up, no matter what Martial Arts Grandmaster you are, you will only be at my mercy!"

Musa pondered inwardly, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"So many young humans have gathered here; the conditions for activating the Magic Array are already met."

"It is a pity that this Magic Array must be drawn personally by a human using their own blood essence. Setting it up in advance was too obvious, otherwise, I could have activated it directly now."

Suddenly, his tone changed, as if he were talking to someone:

"Kid, I already made it clear to you beforehand what needs to be done."

"Obediently do as I say, and your parents will be safe and sound. Otherwise, the consequences are something you cannot bear!"

As the words fell, the black in Zhang Qing's eyes faded away completely, returning to normal.

Because of the special requirements of the Magic Array that needed to be set up, Musa temporarily returned control of the body to Zhang Qing.

"I know."

A flash of ferocity crossed Zhang Qing's eyes. He clenched his fists tightly, then slowly relaxed them a moment later.

He condensed a trace of True Qi at his fingertips, like a sharp blade, and made a light cut on his left wrist.

Blood instantly gushed out from his wrist like a spring, falling to the ground and splashing into droplets of blood.

Zhang Qing's face quickly turned as pale as paper.

Upon realizing that the required amount of blood was roughly sufficient, Zhang Qing immediately stopped the bleeding.

Afterward, he lay on the ground, dipping his fingertips in the blood on the floor, and began to draw the pattern of the Magic Array according to Musa's instructions.

"The rest is the location at the other end of the passage..."

After the Magic Array on this side was drawn, Zhang Qing walked out of the Henghuo Martial Arts School preparation room.

He quickly circled around the corridor and came to the preparation room of the Jiangqing Martial Arts School on the other side.

As soon as he entered the room, he followed the previous steps again, repeating the process, and began to draw the Magic Array in the room with full concentration.

However, just as he was extremely focused, an abrupt voice startled him.

"Zhang Qing? What are you doing here?"