Alien Science Cultivation

"You little brat... dare you tease me... your pupil technique unleashes an endless sea of lust..." After the ghosts roared in anger, Zhang Qiang saw Ni Fang's figure, then Chen Ying, then Wang Yan... Each of them, naked and alluring, their voices wafting through his mind. Zhang Qiang reached out and took Chen Ying's hand, feeling its warmth as if it were real. Wang Xu kept shouting, "Spirit stones... my spirit stones, all mine... hahaha..." Lin Ling blushed, whispering, "Brother Qiang... I love you..." Xu Da's face was filled with greed, as he shouted, "Lord Shura... please grant me strength... I want to cultivate... I want to unify the Eastern Region, unify the human race..." For a moment, everyone's inner greed and desire were magnified countless times in the illusion they had fallen into.

"Haha... my pupil technique... haha..." The ghost looked at the crowd's reactions, quite satisfied, admiring his own magical power with excitement. After a moment, his eyes became fierce, and he said softly, "Alright... enough fun, you can die now..." As he spoke, a huge black hand appeared in mid-air and smashed down on the crowd with the force of a mountain.

With a loud "bang...", the ghost looked at Zhang Qiang, who was looking at him from the ground, in disbelief. He had never expected that the black palm, about to fall on everyone, would be instantly shattered by an invisible force. Faintly, he felt a trace of nothingness flash before his eyes.

Even more unbelievable was the fact that this ethereal force seemed to have been released by the young Jindan-stage cultivator, Zhang Qiang. This power not only shattered his Great Handprint ability but also the pupil technique he had longed for. Zhang Qiang looked up at the ghost clan, lost in thought. With his pupil technique shattered, everyone awoke from their illusion, only to find the scene in utter disarray. The unbearable sight made everyone wish they could find a crack in the ground to hide in. Several disheveled female cultivators collapsed on the spot.

"The ghost tribe is so insidious... They actually fabricated such a disgusting environment for us, destroying our Daoist aspirations..."

"How despicable... I have absolutely no improper thoughts about my master. This ghost truly deserves to die..."

"It's just... too shameless. How could I have so many husbands... humph..."

“Shameless…” “Despicable…” “…”…

As the crowd's curses rang out, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but frown. Everyone was in a dreamland, and although he had come out a little earlier, he had only seen and heard a little bit. Now, he was really getting into trouble.

"Haha... the environment I fabricated for you...? That's all the real, most filthy thoughts you desire in your hearts... I'm just leading you into an illusion. Everything in that environment is your own creation, haha... haha..."

"Damn... Does this mean I'm a pervert...?" After hearing the explanation from the ghost clan, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he began to doubt himself in his heart.

"Don't talk nonsense... I'll see you off to the grave. Brother Wang, help me..." Xu Da said as he soared into the air. With a swipe of his magic, a small bell atop the ghost's head swelled in the wind and flew towards it. Wang Xu was no slouch either. He pressed his sword with two fingers and urged it towards the ghost. A fiery red flying sword slowly emerged from the void and flew towards it at great speed.

The ghost narrowed his eyes and smiled, stretched out his right hand to grab the air, and a black chain as thick as a bowl appeared in his hand.

"Immortal Binding Rope..." Xu Da was startled and hurriedly urged his spiritual power to try to recall his small bell, but it was too late. The small bell was instantly entangled by the black chain. With a flick of the ghost's right hand, the small bell in mid-air, under the control of the Immortal Binding Rope, smashed towards Wang Xu's flying sword.

With a resounding "bang!", Wang Xu's flying sword and Xu Da's small bell exploded instantly, sending a shockwave swiftly spreading across the palace, ravaging the entire area. Even the nearby hilltops were not spared, sending rubble and debris flying everywhere. The underground forces worked together, exerting all their might to create a massive spiritual shield, which barely contained the shockwave.

"I didn't expect that the Immortal Binding Chain of the Song family ancestor was taken away by you, the ghost clan. It seems that the Song family ancestor was also killed by you..." Wang Xu guessed with a sad and angry look on his face. Of course he recognized the Immortal Binding Chain.

"Indeed... We've annihilated the ancestors of several powerful cultivation families in the Eastern Region. If you don't stir up trouble, how can our Ghost and Demon clans prosper faster... Haha..." The Ghost clan responded truthfully to Wang Xu, then burst into a triumphant laugh and sped towards him. Wang Xu, undeterred, charged at the Ghost clan with a fury. Xu Da, not daring to be slow, followed closely behind. After all, if Wang Xu were to encounter an accident, he would undoubtedly be the next to suffer. The two sides exchanged blows in mid-air, with roars rumbling and shaking the very ground.

Zhang Qiang glanced at the three engaged in combat and shook his head. In his opinion, while this battle appeared to be immense and varied, none of the three could perfectly control their power, causing it to disperse and harm innocent people. To a novice cultivator, this might be the devastating, earth-shattering power of the mighty. But in Zhang Qiang's eyes, a truly powerful battle, like that between Senior Wangyue and Dizang, focused their energy completely on a single point, line, or surface, leaving others barely perceptible to any unnecessary energy fluctuations. Naturally, this would have little impact on the surrounding forests or outsiders.

The people underground were watching the battle in the air, and they were very impressed by the fighting ability of the three men. In a trance, they even imitated a few of their moves.

"What a lively scene... haha..." A roar of laughter echoed from the distant sky. The three men engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air retreated, their gazes sideways and suspiciously in the direction of the sound. A moment later, a group of several thousand cultivators, aboard a flying craft, appeared before everyone's eyes. Seeing a white-haired, hunchbacked old man on the craft, someone in the crowd was startled and whispered, "When did the Li family ancestor... break through to the late stage of the Immortal Realm...?"

"There's a spaceship coming here too. It's the Wu family's spaceship..."

"There are some here too... They are from the Cai family... That's the Cai family's ancestor, who is in the early stage of becoming an immortal..."

"There's a ship over here too, it belongs to the Lu family... That's the head of the Lu family..."

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As voices of surprise and doubt rang out among the crowd, everyone gradually realized that they had been surrounded by these monks from several major families who had just appeared.