Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Bai Lin's figure was like a purple shooting star, more than ten times faster than the Minamoto army. Naturally, he also attracted the attention of the Lord of Arakawa. The demon general beside him raised his hand, and a group of demon archers drew their bows and prepared to intercept Bai Lin. However, the Lord of Arakawa waved his hand, telling the demon general to focus their attention on the Minamoto army, and that he would deal with Bai Lin himself.

A light blue radiance shot out from the Lord of the Arakawa River, faintly transforming into the shape of a dragon. His aura surged, even several times stronger than when they first met in Haiqin Village. Clearly, he had unleashed his ultimate strength to fight the enemy, demonstrating his high regard for Bai Lin.

Bai Lin snorted coldly, ready to fight him for three hundred rounds, when unexpectedly, he heard the voice of the Sea Monk: "My lord, let this old man deal with him!"

Upon looking at the system interface, Bai Lin saw that the icon for Sea Head was now available for summoning. Whether it was due to the recuperation he had received in the encyclopedia these past few days or the improvement in Bai Lin's own strength, Sea Head's injuries had been healed. Whether it was Sea Head's personal grudge against the Lord of Arakawa or the Dragon Clan's hatred for traitors, it made him take the initiative to propose a decisive battle with Arakawa.

Bai Lin glanced at the eerie light emanating from the depths of the imperial city, knowing that every second counted, and immediately agreed to Hai Zatou's request to fight.

"Summon Shikigami Umi-zatou! Summon Shikigami Ao-lian!" To be on the safe side, Bai Lin summoned Ao-lian at the same time. They were all from the same dragon lineage and were not outsiders, so that the Lord of Arakawa would not use any strange tricks or magical artifacts that could counter the skills of the aquatic race, thus thwarting Umi-zatou's ambitions.

Two beams of light, one blue and one white, appeared and headed towards the Lord of the Arakawa below. Bai Lin then used a phantom teleportation technique to flash towards the depths of the imperial city. He only had less than 24 hours to stay in this fragment of history. Whether he could find the so-called "source of chaos" depended on today.

When Bai Lin reappeared, he was already above the imperial city, with countless palaces and pavilions below.

The Imperial City was far larger than Bai Lin had imagined. The neon Imperial City shown on travel programs in his memory was nowhere near the scale of the Forbidden City in the East. Even the castle tower from the Warring States period was just a slightly larger tower, given the population size. However, seeing it with his own eyes today, Bai Lin couldn't help but gasp. It was as if Tamamo-no-Mae had used a map editor to expand the Imperial City dozens of times over; it was practically endless.

"A map editor?" Bai Lin was startled, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, I've fallen for that vixen's trick!"

Of course, Tamamo-no-Mae doesn't have a map editor, but playing with illusions is exactly what she does. There must be a formation set up by Tamamo-no-Mae in this imperial city. Once you enter, you'll be lost in a maze, which is why you have this illusion that the imperial city has been expanded.

What surprised Bai Lin was not that Tamamo-no-Mae had prepared a formation in advance, but that his eyes, which were infused with the power of chaos, could not see through this illusion. This showed that Tamamo-no-Mae's magical power was no less than that of the archbishops of the Hastur Church. He just didn't know whether she had pulled his body into the formation or simply let his mind enter a dream.

"Perhaps Catherine has a way..." Bai Lin couldn't find a good way to break the formation, so he called out to Catherine in his mind, but there was no response. You should know that even the space-time tunnel could not sever his mental connection with Catherine, but now it had failed.

"Are you thinking about your sweetheart?"

Suddenly, a voice that could melt even the heart of a straight man came from in front of Bai Lin. Bai Lin looked up abruptly.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of them. Her long, flowing hair, graceful figure, and face as beautiful as the moon were none other than Yan Nishuang. She wore light makeup and Hanfu, which accentuated her serene temperament.

A poem suddenly came to Bai Lin's mind:

Her eyebrows resembled crescent moons shrouded in mist.

Her eyes, gleaming with light, seemed to speak volumes.

The delicate beauty could not withstand the fierce autumn wind.

Her beauty could melt the snow of three winter months.

If Bai Lin had even a shred of reason, he would know that the beauty before him was clearly not Yan Nishuang, but rather a trick of Tamamo-no-Mae. However, even though he knew in his heart that it was fake, all his senses sent signals that were different from his thoughts, telling him that this was Yan Nishuang herself.

"Fox demon! Stop your tricks! I won't fall for your schemes!" Bai Lin shouted at Yan Nishuang, his voice rising.

"Hehehe..." Yan Nishuang gently covered her mouth and nose with the back of her hand, and chuckled softly for a while before saying, "You little rascal, although you have a few years of experience, you are still too green. I'll just say it here, even if I offered my neck for you to chop off, you wouldn't be able to do it, hahahaha..."

Bai Lin was furious. The other party's fearless appearance made him want to take action immediately and kill him with his strongest move. However, he found that he could not muster any power in his body. It seemed to be resisting his command and did not want to attack "Yan Nishuang".

Bai Lin was furious. The other party's fearless appearance made him want to take action immediately and kill him with his strongest move. However, he found that he could not muster any power in his body. It seemed to be resisting his command and did not want to attack "Yan Nishuang".

"Did you notice? You naive kid, you think I can roam freely for a thousand years just by changing my appearance?" Yan Nishuang said with a grin.

"Although I really want to chat with you more, the ceremony at the Gate of the Underworld is about to be completed. I can only hope that you will survive so that we can get more intimate, hahaha..." Yan Nishuang smiled charmingly, and then disappeared without a trace.

"WTF!" Bai Lin angrily drew his sword, and a sword aura fell from mid-air to the ground, flattening a small building. But where was Yan Nishuang?

He flew swiftly around the imperial city, but the surroundings seemed boundless and he couldn't see a single person. He was trapped here.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Bai Lin shook his head violently. The more urgent the moment, the more he needed to calm down and think for himself. He always felt that there could not be a perfect illusion. There must be some huge flaw in it. He was just attracted by a certain main "key point" and ignored the "flaw".

My mind is a complete mess. The image of Yan Nishuang just now was so real, so perfect. Not only did she look exactly the same, but the feeling of familiarity, longing, and love was also incredibly real...

"There might be a clue in her words..." Bai Lin shook his head again, landed on the ground, found an open space, sat cross-legged, and tried his best to recall every word Yan Nishuang had just said, savoring it carefully...

"I've got it! She never revealed her identity from beginning to end!" A sudden thought flashed through Bai Lin's mind, and he realized a very distant and absurd possibility.

"She has no idea what she has become. What I see is just my own memories!" Bai Lin suddenly realized, and then shuddered. Fortunately, he hadn't attacked her. The reason she was so confident was that she was a product of memories. If Bai Lin had been truly ruthless, a single strike might have damaged her own memories, not Tamamo-no-Mae's true form.