Sword Casting Manor, Magic Copper Mine Cave.

The cave was dimly lit, with flickering oil lamps illuminating the walls.

A gigantic figure formed of embers sat cross-legged.

In addition to the fusion of those two thousand maidservants, a group of fierce blacksmiths also carved out their shadows, merging them in.

"Success!"

"Xinyi Continent City, I see the image opposite the cake."

"It seems that we can also talk? Like the residual thoughts of those thousands of female prisoners?"

"Mother of Non-Life, the supreme?"

"Can they hear us on the other side?"

"Not sure, maybe they can hear the instinctive residual thoughts of the maidservants, but not our voices?"

"Indeed, they have two thousand mixed residual thoughts, and we only have three hundred here, can't compete."

...

Ning Zheng flew into the sky, listening to the pile of mad murmurs on her, a bit speechless.

But she did not stop them either.

It was equivalent to letting them sit in the mine cave's control room, watching a so-called CG movie through the perspective of this head.

Moreover, a group of people could analyze the battle, having more people was always better.

At this moment, Ning Zheng was controlling the body of the cake, calculating in her heart.

She was the sect leader of the Primordial Sacred Land.

One Heart Realm!

What kind of character is this?

An ancient sect leader of the Holy Land, ruling over a large force, even in today's Nine-State, a very strong and formidable presence!

The prisoners in the tomb are probably the top-notch heavy criminals!

She no longer had a brain.

Even the Five Elements and Four Viscera were dismembered and used as mineral veins elsewhere.

Dismembered suppression, without any danger.

But probably those who suppressed her never expected.

She had no brain, unable to resist...

Ning Zheng's divine abilities could split a soul bubble, performing possession, which happened to serve as her brain, controlling her actions, helping her save people.

Destiny.

Marvelous beyond words.

——Who is she trying to save?

Ning Zheng quickly figured it out.

Her disciple Xu Huan, and other disciples from her memory images.

She probably wanted to bring her disciples and escape?

After all, the Historical Corridor was an eternal reincarnation hell for them!

Ning Zheng spoke calmly:

"I don't know if they are still alive, but I will try to find them, this is a transaction."

"If it succeeds, you must follow my lead, and in important future matters, do not resist my control."

That voice appeared lowly: "Alright... I swear by my Tao Heart..."

Ning Zheng pondered.

This was a blood-profit deal!

Even if she resisted, I could forcibly possess her mine cave brain, controlling her body.

But resistance would severely weaken Ning Zheng's control ability.

If we could cooperate, that would be most perfect.

This was equivalent to having a Paper House Ancestor!

An ancestor at the One Heart Realm level, not many of these likely existed in this great sacred land!

This existence, without a brain, muddled wasn't a problem... no matter where they fled, or rooted, I could use the mine cave to remotely control her brain.

That voice again became slightly clearer:

"My Spiritual Root, Divine Techniques, Cultivation Technique... you can't use them, though only having a realm, I fear... in combat... against those old monsters... hide carefully..."

In the same realm, spiritual roots, cultivated divine techniques, battle experience... are decisive factors affecting combat power.

This fake product controlled by Ning Zheng had no combat power, knew not how to use it.

"It's fine, my spiritual roots will suffice." Ning Zheng said calmly.

Huff!

Ning Zheng took a deep breath, recalculating her situation.

Her own Three Elements Realm combat power only had basic combat power.

Due to rapid advancement, Ning Zheng had no complementary cultivation techniques, spells, or divine techniques.

All of which required spending a large amount of Qi Fortune Value for deduction.

To him.

Using Qi Fortune Value to study messy spells was not as practical as enhancing the realm.

This was most practical!

How does it matter if I'm a blank slate in the same realm?

Isn't it wonderful if I overpower the lower realm, adults against children?

Yet, even with a basic panel, after breaking through the Three Elements Realm, Ning Zheng's basic toxins underwent an evolution.

Each split shadow clone could actively merge.

This counted as a small progress.

"Now, I am the weakest in the One Heart Realm."

Ning Zheng gradually lifted into the sky, overlooking the entire city wall area, towers, streets, alleys, the crazily shouting pedestrians, those sitting on buildings, towers watching the mythical battles of various great cultivators in the distance.

His gaze swept over, finally falling on other tombs:

"But now, after exerting an all-out attack, the ancient sages in the crypt corridor, during their weak phase, shouldn't have any ability to resist?"

He raised a slight smile.

Ning Zheng cared not for the death of these ancestors.

If an earth-bound spirit dies, it dies, sooner or later it would resurrect.

These ancient sages, with magic deficit, combat power drained, generally no one would target them.

They were accumulating strength, preparing for a second wave of long-range bombardment.

This was the normal city wall combat mode, depleting mana at once, re-accumulating, then unleashing another full-force attack.

They were periodic city wall cannons, firing attacks on schedule.

This was Xinyi Continent City's home field advantage!

For normal individuals, clearing their mana would mean no one would bother them...

But Ning Zheng was not ordinary.

Would she not take advantage of the opponent's weakness, using these cannons, directly exploding troops?

What were ancient sages?

Ning Zheng now was no less than an ancient sect leader?

As for her seemingly mercilessly damaging the city walls of Xinyi Continent City, aiding rebels?

Why not shoot the rebels along with them?

The main focus is fairness!

After snowballing her power, she could control the scene any way she wanted.

Right, evil?

When you become strong, reassess yourself again.

This is the optimal solution.

He must, in the shortest possible time, race against time, ambush more historical saints, absorb more clones, and strengthen himself.

Otherwise, when they restore their mana, they'll have the combat power to evade his arrows.

Even some One Heart Realm ancestors might react and besiege him, making his situation dire.

If the snowball rolls, it's invincible under Heaven.

If the snowball doesn't roll, then wait to be besieged and killed.

He seemed like a conspirator, taking advantage of a mutual defeat, frantically ambushing the weak and reaping the benefits, growing robust.

Boom!

Ning Zheng slowly floated in the air, drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

"My No-Life Sect is indeed insidious and despicable..."

Suddenly, a thunderous sound was heard.

A shocking black arc of light descended from the sky, landing above an ancient tomb.

The arrow, with an incredible speed, instantly crossed thousands of kilometers, arriving upon the elegant young girl.

The young girl was an ancient saint, not thinking she had fallen but believed she was in seclusion, watching worriedly from afar, "These evil cults, how dare they be so brazen..."

Whoosh!

An arrow pierced her head.

"Who?" She felt dizzy.

One arrow.

Two arrows.

Three arrows...

Swoosh!

A string of arrows seemed to pull into a straight line, forming blood-colored flames and electric light, crossing the long sky.

The Two-Phase Realm ancient young girl hadn't reacted yet and exploded into a pile of bow-wielding shadow clones.

"What is that??"

"That's a Two-Phase Realm ancestor!"

"How did they suddenly die!"

The numerous cultivators on the ground watching the battle were baffled.

"Return."

Ning Zheng's eyes were cold, watching the shadow clones return, strengthening his body.

The already weak pseudo-One Heart Realm was somewhat replenished in mana, growing much more robust and stepping towards a genuine One Heart Realm.

Ning Zheng drew his bow again.

Whoosh!!

The terrifying power struck towards the distant ancestor again.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

An empty shell ancestor instantly died.

The second...

The third...

"One Heart Realm, there's actually an existence in the One Heart Realm." A Two-Phase Realm cultivator shouted in disbelief: "Not joining the battle, wasting time here killing resurrectable walls, what's the point?"

"No, this One Heart Realm is very weak... I fear it's a Two-Phase Realm in perfection, barely a pseudo-One Heart Realm." Someone immediately noticed.

And a distant great clan leader's face had changed dramatically:

"Not good, he fears he will target another..."

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Ning Zheng's string of arrows exploded an ancient One Heart Realm saint for the first time.

The opponent hadn't reacted yet and was already exploded.

Splatter!

A large number of shadow clones fell from his body.

This time, these shadows did not return but scattered away, starting to sweep across the surrounding Two-Phase Realm cultivators.

They stood up densely, beginning to attack others, drawing bows and shooting arrows, forming an initial large army.

"Is this Mother of Non-Life??"

The entire outer circle of the battlefield base fell into silence.

Many people were dumbfounded by this scene, mysterious shadows surrounded with an evil chaotic aura, slaughtering wildly, sweeping away several ancient tombs in an instant.

Everyone around raised their heads, arrows of rain seemed like dark rainwater, pierced from the sky clouds into the earth.

Black rainwater sprinkled on them, damaging their spirits, weakening them, slightly darkening their souls, with a black crocodile circling deep within, as if nurturing something.

Splatter!

Many who were hit by the arrows slowly split into new shadow figures, drawing bows, shooting at the sky.

The arrow rain shot down in a rush, with increasing numbers of archers joining, making the rainwater heavier.

Splatter!

Splatter!

Arrows as dense as rain, thick and pure black.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning dashed across.

The light revealed the scene in the rain, and people saw a lifelong unforgettable sight.

"Stand up."

In the rain curtain, shaky figures standing up, seemingly like troops from an ancient battlefield of hell.

"From their bodies, stand up."

He murmured.

Above the sky, in the center of endless black rain, emerged a figure seemingly of gods and demons.

His black hair swept like flames, his whole being exuded a sinister dark silence, as if the center of hell.

On his skin, bore whispers of endless sorrow, like a shell cast by countless souls.

"Greetings to No Life" "All beings are No Life" "Welcome the supreme Mother of Longevity" "A river flows eastward, the stars in the sky join the constellation" "Child, my child..." "Kidney treasure, everyone says it's good" "Hold the sun and moon, pluck the stars"

Pain, resentment, excitement, seemingly a massive complex, mixing countless wills of beings surging upon him.

He was as dark as a cold, dim deep pool.

Countless hands struggled out from the river, their wails mixed into a vast flood.

Suddenly, the rain curtain churned.

The rainwater expanded entirely, wildly rushing, black waterfall descended from the sky, like a great river reversed flooding.

The cultivators around the tombs all witnessed this unprecedented terrifying scene.

"Stand up!!"

Boom!!

The rain curtain in the sky suddenly ceased, the sky cleared.

In this moment, the rainwater abruptly stopped.

Because the rain in the sky became ocean on the ground, transformed into a vast expanse, sweeping buildings, streets, shops, washing over the struggling cultivators in the water, scrubbing away their souls, splitting out a new clone.

The figure's long hair swayed like flames, standing tall in the sky, beneath his feet seemed to be the legendary Nether River of the Other Shore, drowning all beings!

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