Hogwarts Summoning Guide

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Compared to Bai Lin, Zhang Xuanyi was already quite familiar with these blue-robed, golden-haired devils. Long before the establishment of the "Yiran" group, Zhang Xuanyi had carried out many external missions, so he was very familiar with the equipment and methods of the blue-robed wizards.

The US Ministry of Magic is extremely powerful. They not only recruit elite wizards from around the world but also possess a pioneering spirit completely different from that of the European Ministry of Magic. Simply put, European wizards are still hopelessly immersed in the classical life of the 18th and 19th centuries, emphasizing tradition and sophistication, endlessly holding meetings and voting on even the smallest matters—a system that Bai Lin finds utterly inefficient. The US Ministry of Magic, on the other hand, has only one goal: to become the world's number one, at all costs.

While Hogwarts students were still learning to use magic to clean windows and memorizing dry and boring European magical history, and while the European magical community was still arguing about whether dark magic was legal, dark magic in the United States was as widespread as firearms, and a complete magical equipment military industry system had been established.

Zhang Xuanyi was well aware of how troublesome the blue-robed wizards were. Their robes not only had protective spells but also the ability to make them invisible. So, he immediately used the Dragon Tiger Mountain's ultimate technique—the Five Thunder Orthodox Method. He shared the same idea as Bai Lin: to establish his authority in front of the golden-haired devil and to consolidate his position in front of the Eastern Supreme Council.

The unfortunate blond-haired, blue-eyed wizard was struck squarely by the electric snake. Despite his best efforts to dodge, the snake was simply too fast. With a deafening roar, the blue-robed wizard, charred black, plummeted from his flying broom, his chances of survival slim. Keep in mind that Zhang Xuanyi's Five Thunderbolts Technique was powerful enough to shatter a truck-sized marble slab into pieces; the fact that he hadn't been instantly torn to pieces was a testament to the remarkable magic resistance of his robes.

"Hide! Release the Earth Spirits!" The blue-robed mage in the lead shouted in English as soon as he saw his teammates being affected. They quickly dispersed on their brooms and pulled hard on a button on their blue robes, flipping the fabric over. In the blink of an eye, the entire group had vanished.

Before Zhang Xuan could even look for the enemy, a fist-sized jar had already been thrown to the ground by the blue-robed leader, causing a violent explosion that blasted a large hole in the grass. The hole was dark and deep, like a tunnel leading underground.

"Not good..." Zhang Xuan thought to himself. He didn't bother to look up and search for the blue-robed wizards. He quickly made a hand seal and stared intently at the large hole in the ground.

A series of noisy screams came from the large hole, followed by a group of unseen things that quickly emerged from the ground, accompanied by piercing shrieks. It was the nightmare of the Eastern Magic Execution Department—the mutated cannibal fusion.

Months ago, during the naval battle, the two fused cannibals had wreaked havoc on the mages of the Execution Department. These artificial monsters have now become a trump card for the Golden-haired devils, used to break through the strong fortress of the Eastern Execution Department. The Eastern mages hate these monsters to the bone.

Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth, flipped himself onto the Zouwu's back, raised the jade pen high with both hands, and roared, "You're forcing your Heavenly Master Grandpa to get serious!"

"Nine Heavens Respond to the Origin, Thunder Lord Above! Heavenly Tribulation!" Zhang Xuan roared. Although it was only eleven words, it wouldn't seem particularly strange to an ordinary person. But if a Taoist from Longhu Mountain heard it, he would definitely be so frightened that he would fall over.

A century of war has left few sects in the East with their millennia-old traditions. The entire Eastern magical world is visibly declining, and many magic schools are even considering using Western textbooks to teach magic. If this continues, in a few decades, we may no longer see talismans, jade pens, and other unique Eastern spells and artifacts.

The weakness of the Eastern magic world is mainly due to the loss or misinterpretation of powerful spells. Western powers have been plundering the East for decades, and countless magic books have been looted and burned. Longhu Mountain was not spared either. However, as the orthodox sect of Taoism, the Zhengyi Sect has not abandoned its traditions and has invested countless manpower and resources to search for its inheritance. After nearly decades of exploration and experimentation, some ancient forbidden spells have begun to emerge, such as the "Heavenly Thunder Tribulation" that Zhang Xuanyi is currently using.

Taoism believes that thunder belongs to metal, which is the most yang and powerful force. The Five Thunder Orthodox Method used by Zhang Xuanyi is also called Palm Thunder. It is the manifestation of the sorcerer's own yang power and is the strongest attack spell currently existing in the Longhu Mountain lineage. With Zhang Xuanyi's magic power, he can only unleash five or six Palm Thunders at most before he can't even lift his fingers. As for the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, it is not actually an attack spell, but more like a suicide spell.

Anyone who has read Journey to the West knows that Patriarch Bodhi once told Sun Wukong that when he cultivated for 500 years, Heaven would send down a tribulation of lightning. If he couldn't withstand it, he would be shattered to pieces and his soul would be scattered. This was actually Patriarch Bodhi saying this to scare Sun Wukong. Heaven isn't a sadist; it doesn't kill you just because you've cultivated for 500 years. Instead, it uses heavenly lightning to help cultivators undergo a transformation, cleansing their marrow and changing their meridians, allowing them to transcend their mortal bodies and ascend to the realm of immortals. This is commonly known as "passing the tribulation of lightning." Of course, those who can't withstand this baptism simply die.

In this technological age, cultivators are extremely rare, and there is not enough spiritual energy in the world to allow cultivators to live for five hundred years. The so-called tribulation of lightning has become a legend. However, the research at Longhu Mountain has discovered that one can actually use incantations and talismans to actively trigger heavenly lightning to descend upon oneself.

A muffled thunderclap in the sky shook the earth. Sometime later, the dark night sky was no longer filled with stars, but with dark clouds. Then, the world was suddenly illuminated as a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket shot down from the heavens to the ground.

With a roar, the Zouwu emitted an extremely dazzling golden light. If Zhang Xuanyi only had this mortal body, he would never dare to provoke the heavenly lightning. Let alone standing there and being struck by lightning, even being grazed would be fatal. But he was not fighting alone; the Zouwu was his reliance.

Thunder crashed heavily onto Zhang Xuanyi and Zouwu. This scene stunned the golden-haired Japanese soldiers who were hiding around them. Everyone had a million curses running through their minds. Less than a minute into the fight, was this young man from the East out of his mind or had his head caught in a door? Did he come all this way to perform suicide?

But then, the golden-haired devil realized something was wrong, because instead of blasting the man and the beast to pieces on the spot, the lightning visibly injected endless lightning energy into their bodies.

"Golden-haired devils! Take this! Thunderous Strike!" Zhang Xuan roared, his eyes flashing with blue and white lightning.

The lightning only lasted for about a second, but the energy it contained was immeasurable. Zhang Xuanyi waved his hands, and countless electric snakes, like open fans, instantly covered an area of ​​one or two hundred meters. Whether it was the ogres flying out of the deep underground cave, the invisible blue-robed mage, or the surrounding trees and flowers, all were covered and struck by this surging lightning.