I am becoming the ultimate demon.

Chapter 34 Ambush, Drill; Invocation Ritual, Operation Begins

As Ji Lin and the others approached, they indeed spotted two people holding torches in the thick fog, seemingly guarding the altar.

Now that their trail has been discovered, the mission is complete. All that's left is to find a good ambush point and wait for them to come to us.

"Don't alert them now, let's retreat quickly." Ji Lin waved his hand, and everyone retreated.

He looked around and saw that the round altar was not far from the shore, and not far behind it were some dilapidated houses, which were built against a large mountain.

So he went up to the middle of the mountain and found that he could see their movements clearly from there, but not too close to be detected by those abnormal beings.

This is it. We'll ambush them here and catch them off guard.

After some thought, Ji Lin decided to arrange for people to take turns on duty.

"Report immediately if you discover anything. Try to stay as far away from the riverbank as possible on your way back and forth to avoid being discovered by the pseudo-immortal sect," he instructed.

He would hand over his shift every two hours. Even if something went wrong, if no one was seen after two hours, he could roughly guess that something had happened on the road or at the ambush point.

After arranging the manpower, he led the team back to the city.

Ji Lin explained the Three Talents Formation to the night patrol team. It was quite simple. Next, they were reorganized into three basic combat units.

Most of the bearded man's men had switched to polearms and were equipped with powerful attack skills.

Most of Liu Qingmei's team members have switched to shields and short weapons, as well as some with healing or defensive skills.

Tang Wu's team was replaced with archers and crossbowmen, as well as people with control and ranged attack skills.

In normal combat situations, they fight in a triangular formation, while an inverted triangular formation is used to defend against powerful enemies.

However, when he opened the book "Experiences in the Three Talents Formation", he discovered that the wonders of this formation went far beyond that.

For example, how to mobilize the team members' auras and condense them into battle spirit to gain a collective combat bonus.

It also allows you to concentrate the battle aura of everyone onto one unit to gain a specific bonus.

When defense is needed, battle energy can be concentrated in the lower ranks; when attack is needed, battle energy can be concentrated in the upper ranks.

"Everyone, practice hard, because your first real battle will be against a superhuman expert."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Was this even human language?

With only half a day to practice, and before they've even woken up, they're already going to have to fight to the death with a superhuman expert?

But despite the complaints, everyone knew that what the young master said was true; people were really going to die tonight.

No one in the night patrol team dared to slack off, and they all got into the zone to practice, especially the use of battle qi.

Everything went very smoothly until the afternoon, with team members reporting to Ji Lin after each shift change.

At dusk, a team member reported: "Young master, someone has arrived, and quite a few people at that."

Upon hearing this news, Ji Lin's eyes, which had been slightly narrowed, widened immediately.

He immediately gathered his men, and everyone, including Ji Lin himself, dressed in black and masked, headed to the ambush point.

Even without anyone informing them, they should set off in another half hour.

At three quarters past the hour of You (5:45 PM), when the moon was full, snow was flying everywhere.

The members of the pseudo-immortal sect below also arrived one after another, numbering as many as a hundred.

Surprisingly, the number of awakened individuals, ranging from grandmasters to first-rate martial artists and from intermediate to low-level, was not significantly different.

In general, the personnel distribution of an organization is such that the strength decreases from weakest to strongest, which is obviously a deliberate arrangement by the headquarters.

The worshippers were all dressed in black robes, with black cloths covering their heads and their faces obscured, making it impossible to see their features.

They stood around the round altar, heads bowed, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, eight men in black carried a square platform, on which sat a black round seat. On the seat sat a man with a white cloth covering his head, wearing a white robe, and with his face covered.

Ji Lin used his Insight ability to immediately confirm that the person was indeed Li Quan.

It was indeed him; he was the leader of the Pure Dust Altar, a branch of the Pseudo-Immortal Sect, whom the person at the trade fair had mentioned.

As the man was carried near the round altar, the members of the False Immortal Cult all knelt on one knee, placed their right hands on their chests, and shouted:

"Welcome, Master of the Altar!!"

The voices of hundreds of people shouted in unison, echoing through the mountains and lingering for a long time.

Li Quan slowly opened his eyes. He took a deep breath, fanned his palms, gathered his true energy, and suddenly pressed down, causing his entire body to rise into the air while his legs remained crossed.

He slowly spun through the air and landed on the circular platform, facing the Huai River, before exhaling a breath of stale air.

Then the believers brought in several boxes of black stones, the nature of which was unknown, and spread them evenly on the round altar.

Li Quan then took out the broken bone flute, placed it in front of him, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

"Now, using sacred objects as a catalyst and yin energy as fuel, we humbly beseech the Holy Lord to descend!!"

Upon seeing this, the members of the False Immortal Sect immediately began to move, seemingly about to perform a "ritual."

First, the twenty or so people inside circled the round altar, half-hopping and half-walking, muttering something unintelligible.

Inside, more than ten people were holding torches. These torches were different from ordinary torches; the top of the stick had a fist-sized round can containing some unknown fuel, and the whole thing looked more like a torch.

The other dozen or so people were carrying specially made wooden sticks that resembled magic staffs from games, with large heads and small bodies, and the tops glowing slightly white.

These two groups of people were positioned one after the other.

The remaining people formed two circles around the perimeter, about several dozen people, sitting cross-legged with their hands crossed in front of their chests, then raised them up, repeating this action over and over while chanting the same incantation.

The last few dozen people also formed several circles, standing with their hands clasped together and their heads slightly bowed, all chanting the same incantation.

Ji Lin observed carefully and discovered that these layers were not arranged randomly. From the inside out, the combat power levels of the believers were arranged in descending order of strength.

Then, the blood-red patterns on the altar began to glow red, growing stronger and stronger.

At that moment, a sound suddenly came from the Huai River, "rumbling, rumbling."

The fog grew thicker and thicker, gradually spreading towards the riverbank, and a powerful, unusual aura permeated the entire riverbank.

Upon seeing this, Ji Lin's pupils immediately contracted, realizing that something terrible was about to happen.

These guys are acting like they don't care about their lives; they actually want to awaken the huge monster in the river whose level is all question marks.

Even though the night patrol team had dealt with so many unusual incidents, they had never seen such a scene before, and they were all greatly shocked.

"Brother, these lunatics are going to kill everyone in our city!"

"Boss, it's time for us to take action."

"I'm going to slaughter all these guys later."

All three gritted their teeth, frowned, and watched the commotion on the other side of the riverbank.

Ji Lin waved his hand, and the night patrol team followed him down the mountain slowly, quietly making their way to the riverbank.

The night patrol team stopped next to the abandoned house.

"Don't get too close. We don't know how destructive the thunderbolts are yet. You guys wait here for the explosion to pass before we move together," Ji Lin whispered.

"Little Black, come with me."

He and Tang Wu quickly crept forward, but the fog gradually thickened, and they could barely see the people in front of them.

The commotion in the river grew stronger, and it seemed that they would soon complete the so-called "invitation ceremony".

We need to speed things up.

"Little Black, pull me back later."

After Ji Lin finished speaking, he immediately activated his skill and killed the outermost person.

He immediately covered himself with a black cloth, swiftly took the man's place, and pretended to put his hands together in prayer, opening one eye and squinting the other as he watched the people on either side.

Seeing that no one had noticed, he slowly pulled out two smooth, round, black balls, each about half the size of a fist, from his pocket...