Chapter 766: Countless Puppets

Chapter 766: Chapter 751: Countless Puppets

When Shen Lang saw the vast number of figures in black, he nearly burst out laughing!

His Silver Eyes of Truth pierced through the layers of black mist, revealing that the so-called “mysterious people” were all puppets!

Moreover, they were identical to the puppets from the Pocket World Blessed Land that the War Emperor had once studied!

Their main components were all made of “Purple Marrow Iron” and “Yao Guang Jade”—materials that were simply impossible to find in the Human Realm!

The various mechanisms on their bodies and the routes through which their power flowed were completely identical!

The Spirit Array Map that drove the energy within their bodies, along with dozens of extremely complex runes, were also exactly the same!

Back then, the War God Hall had acquired a few of these Pocket World Blessed Land puppets through certain channels. The War Emperor and several Artifact Refining Grandmasters from the War God Hall had studied them for a long time, even considering mass-producing them.

Unfortunately, the two most critical materials for crafting these puppets, “Purple Marrow Iron” and “Yao Guang Jade,” came from the Upper Realm. They were nearly impossible to find in the Human Realm; even if some existed, the amount was minuscule.

In the end, they had no choice but to use other materials from the Human Realm as substitutes, which only produced similar, but inferior, puppets.

However, the puppets created with these replacement materials were not only less mobile but also fell far short of possessing the tyrannical, Vajra Indestructible bodies of the originals.

Now, such a large swarm of these puppets appeared before Shen Lang, and each one was equivalent to an expert at the King Martial Realm Sixth and Seventh Heavens…

It was like a pile of jewels and jade scattered on the ground before the eyes of a money-grubber… he wished he could grow three heads and six arms to carry all the treasure home!

‘I haven’t done any good deeds lately… How can I be so lucky as to stumble upon such a huge windfall? It’s almost embarrassing!’

Shen Lang rubbed his hands together, his gaze shifting to Mu Feng, who was trapped by the puppets.

Although Mu Feng had become much more powerful, he seemed to grow desperate to escape the moment he saw Shen Lang arrive.

Perhaps he thought he wouldn’t be able to handle Duanmu Xie on his own.

In any case, from the looks of it, he wanted to fight his way out of the encirclement and leave this place.

This intention became even more obvious after Shen Lang’s appearance, and his attacks grew increasingly fierce and violent.

Unfortunately, while the puppets shrouded in black mist were slightly slower than him, their strength lay in their sheer numbers and incredibly tough bodies. Mu Feng’s Blood Spear struck them, producing a constant CLANG CLANG CLANG and a shower of sparks, but not leaving the slightest scratch.

These puppets had almost completely blocked the other end of the passage. Mu Feng would charge forward for a moment, only to be driven back again!

Furthermore, there were portals along the walls on both sides of the passage, from which more puppets constantly poured out in a seemingly endless stream.

For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate!

Outside the battle circle, eight King Martial Realm experts were hiding off to one side. They were taking advantage of the opportunity to consume Elixir Pills to heal or restore their energy, all while nervously watching the fight between Mu Feng and the group of mysterious figures, not daring to let their guard down for a moment.

None of these people were participating in the fight, but they were all drenched in sweat, their hair in disarray, looking utterly exhausted…

From the looks of it, these people had already clashed with the endlessly emerging puppets before Mu Feng and the others arrived.

The arrival of the now-Demonized Mu Feng was like the coming of a “Savior,” allowing these people to escape their suffering.

Nangong Wan and her group, in their attempt to avoid Mu Feng, had unexpectedly entered this deathtrap. Now, turning back was no longer an option…

‘The Demonized Mu Feng’s strength is already approaching the Emperor Martial Realm, practically a Half-Step Emperor Martial Realm, yet he still can’t break through the encirclement. These puppets from the Yumu Cave Blessed Land are truly extraordinary!’

Shen Lang sighed in admiration. He tore his gaze away from Mu Feng and began to observe his surroundings.

What he had seen through the Teleportation Gate from the outside was a long suspension bridge.

But the place where they stood now was an extremely long passage that stretched into an unknown distance.

This passage had nothing to do with the suspension bridge whatsoever.

The passage was over thirty meters wide and about twenty meters high.

The walls on both sides were embedded with countless Moonlight Stones, which emitted a soft glow.

It was unclear what materials the walls were made of, but they had been laid with Restrictions.

No matter how fiercely Mu Feng and the others fought, despite the surges of Powerful Qi and blasts of Energy, the walls on either side showed not a single sign of damage.

Shen Lang turned around and saw that there was no exit behind him, only a dark, gloomy wall.

Suddenly, a brilliant light flowed across the wall, and a glowing portal appeared. The utterly sleazy Monk Bu Se stepped out, his eyes darting about shiftily.

The moment Monk Bu Se stepped out of the portal, he immediately spotted the ferocious-looking Nangong Wan…

“Amitabha, we’ll meet again!”

Monk Bu Se turned to leave!

THUD!

His head slammed hard against the wall. Light flashed violently, and Monk Bu Se let out a strange cry as he stumbled backward!

“Amitabha! Buddha, you can’t be messing with me like this, can you? It’s one-way only?” Monk Bu Se wailed.

Then, he immediately regained his composure. “Amitabha, I forgot my Martial Grand-Uncle was here. That gave me a fright… With Martial Grand-Uncle around, all our worries are gone… Hey, you! Nangong Wan, listen up, and stop being so difficult! If you piss off my Martial Grand-Uncle, he’ll kill you, then rape you… then rape you and kill you again!”

“Lustful Monk, you’re courting death!” Nangong Wan, who had just calmed down, roared and transformed back into a human-shaped tyrannosaurus.

“Master Bu Se, could you please say a little less? Are you trying to stir up trouble for the sake of it? Look ahead, we’re all already in a desperate situation…”

The two men from the Imperial Dragon Sect gave a bitter smile. Each grabbed one of Nangong Wan’s arms to keep her from moving.

If they hadn’t, the woman probably would have charged forward and started biting someone…

Shen Lang shook his head and sent Monk Bu Se flying into the wall with a hard slap. “Cause me any more trouble, and I’ll plaster you to this wall so you can’t get down!”

“Amitabha, Martial Grand-Uncle, I just saw how serious everyone looked and wanted to tell a joke… How can you all have no sense of humor?” Monk Bu Se said aggrievedly, rubbing his head.

“Martial Grand-Uncle?”

The eyes of the Imperial Dragon Sect expert, who had been watching Shen Lang, narrowed. He was finally drawn in by the title Monk Bu Se had used.

How many people were there whom Monk Bu Se would address as Martial Grand-Uncle?

Weren’t they just a few people like Master of Chaos and Master Kong Jing?

Someone he called Martial Grand-Uncle who wasn’t a monk… besides that one person to whom even Elder Lian was unfailingly polite, who else could it be!

The two Imperial Dragon Sect experts exchanged a look of shock and delight, their gazes simultaneously shifting to the Immortal Celestial Saber on Shen Lang’s back!

“It really is… so you’re…” the two Imperial Dragon Sect experts exclaimed at the same time, finally recognizing Shen Lang!

Shen Lang cupped his fist, interrupting them. “This junior greets you two seniors,” he said in a low voice. “However, it is not convenient for me to reveal my true identity at the moment, so please bear with me.”

“Not at all, not at all! It’s perfectly understandable! As long as you’re here, everything will be fine…” The two Imperial Dragon Sect experts’ eyes gleamed, and their faces lit up as if a flower had bloomed. They seemed like entirely different people.

Nangong Wan, stuck between them, was utterly bewildered. “What are you two up to? Who is this guy that he can make you act so giddy, like a pair of infatuated fools? He called you ‘seniors,’ so doesn’t that make him our junior? Why are you acting like this?”

“…” The three of them were speechless.

Suddenly, the inexhaustible horde of puppets in the distance surged forward again like a tide, instantly blocking the entire passage ahead!

Many of the puppets bypassed Mu Feng and charged straight toward them!

The few experts at the back, who had been hoping to ride Mu Feng’s coattails and reap some benefits, cried out in misery and had no choice but to rise and meet the attack!

“Hey, you lot from the Imperial Dragon Sect! How long do you plan on just watching the show?” someone from the crowd shouted back, extremely displeased.

Facing this endless assault, they weren’t about to act as the vanguard while the group behind them cowered in a corner and relaxed. It was simply out of the question.

Nangong Wan snorted coldly, took two steps forward, formed a Seal Technique with her hands, and chanted loudly, “All soldiers and fighters, array yourselves before me! Exterminate evil… Huh? Why isn’t it working?”

Golden light shot out from between Nangong Wan’s hands, sweeping toward the group of mysterious figures.

However, when the vast golden light washed over the figures shrouded in black mist, it had no effect whatsoever. All the mysterious figures remained as vigorous as ever, completely unaffected.

“Exterminate what evil? They’re not Zombies or Ghosts. They’re puppets, you know?” Shen Lang said, rolling his eyes.

Nangong Wan was stunned. “They’re actually puppets… I thought they were Zombies this whole time… So many puppets? Then what do we do?”

You couldn’t really blame her. She didn’t have a pair of Silver Eyes of Truth like Shen Lang, which could see through all falsehoods.

“Why don’t you go up there and use your… ahem… ‘Color-Phase’ to entice one over? Let my Martial Grand-Uncle cut it open and study it, and the problem will be solved. With my Martial Grand-Uncle’s unparalleled mastery of the Artifact Refining Dao, he’ll absolutely find these puppets’ weakness in no time.”

Monk Bu Se knew that Shen Lang’s attainments in the Artifact Refining Dao were extraordinary, and he let out a strange laugh as he spoke.

However, while the first half of his sentence was utter nonsense, the second half hit the nail on the head.

The two experts from the Imperial Dragon Sect nodded in unison. “That’s right. Junior Sister, go lure one over.”

“What?” Nangong Wan was speechless for a long moment.

Since when did her two senior brothers share the same opinion as Monk Bu Se?

That Lustful Monk, Bu Se, told her to use her “Color-Phase” to entice one over, his tone filled with lewd intent, yet her two senior brothers weren’t angry at all and even agreed with him?

‘The kick I just took from that Ghost-faced Person was to the abdomen, not my head, right?’

‘There’s no way that one kick could’ve caused hallucinations. My mind hasn’t gone haywire, has it?’

‘Or have my two senior brothers lost their minds?’

Nangong Wan tilted her head to the right and asked cautiously, “Senior Brother, you really want me to go capture one? The puppets from a Pocket World Blessed Land are incredibly powerful and mysterious! Those guys up ahead and Mu Feng have already suffered huge losses… Are you saying that if I capture one and let *this guy* study it, he’ll be able to find a way to defeat them?”

“Do you think this is child’s play? Does this guy really have that kind of ability? Is there something wrong with your heads?”

“It’s not that I look down on him, but look how powerful these puppets are! Even if all the Artifact Refining Masters from our Imperial Dragon Sect, the Li Hen Sect, and the Flower Sect were here, they might not be able to do a thing! And you want *him* to handle this? A mere junior… you’re overestimating him, aren’t you?”

This Nangong Wan—she either said nothing at all, or when she spoke, it was an endless, gushing torrent of words.

From beginning to end, she had never believed Shen Lang possessed any significant ability, much less that he could deal with so many powerful puppets…