The mana of the One Heart Realm is so rich.

Right now, Ning Zheng can easily unleash an arrow rain, transforming it into a curtain of rain, into a vast ocean.

A large amount of spirit soul toxins, pouring into the beings of this earth, splitting out soldier after soldier of his own.

He is experiencing in advance his combat power in this realm.

No, if he truly steps into this realm, he will only be stronger than he is now!

Crash!!~~

In the Endless Sea Abyss, a flood washed through the streets, as if a world-ending cataclysmic flood had engulfed large swathes of the district.

These soul bubble archers that stood up still maintained some broken logic:

"Run!" "What's that?" "Help!" "I don't want to die."

Amid the terrified cries of these archers, their actions were full of eerie adherence to the commands of a certain master, continuing to shoot arrows.

Ning Zheng didn't completely kill anyone.

He merely hollowed out the cultivators' bodies, splitting out numerous soul bubbles, causing them to fall.

After all, he had no enmity with them; he wouldn't go so far as to strike a fatal blow.

Let these young people who came to watch on the city walls have a good sleep; after all, why meddle in such matters for no reason.

And amid the floodwaters, some mumblings were also following obsessions from their past lives, shouting out.

"Stop following with the arrows, we don't need to shoot, others will shoot."

"Then what should we do?"

Because of the heads from the core, those in the "co-pilot seat" were somewhat clearer.

"Secretly rob, those shops and taverns submerged in the flood."

"Yes, and also the storage bags of the fallen cultivators submerged in the flood on the ground."

In the flood-soaked shops, in the streets, a few archers were murmuring.

"Quickly gather them up."

"Should we pry up the floorboards? This is too cool."

"Are you crazy? Isn't it better to steal the storage bags than the floorboards? Those coming to the city walls, aren't they all somewhat privileged folks?"

"Zero-dollar shopping, charge, charge, charge, this is the Tribulation Cultivator way!"

"Picking through the store, the merchants, finally the addiction of rummaging has been satisfied!"

"It's so dark here, can't see a hand in front of us, is there no budget for rendering this part of the map?"

"According to the setting, we're on streets submerged by dark floods, so darkness is normal."

"Exactly, with zero-dollar shopping, what are you guys complaining about, even in the dark, we must sneak more stuff."

"Wow, this guy actually hid the storage bag under the shoe sole."

"What kind of new storage bag is this, an insole, must take note."

...

Ning Zheng stood high above the sky.

Vaguely seeing some of his split archers shuttle back and forth, stuffing storage bags and rings onto their waists, hanging them on their waists.

Before long, under their transportation, a large cluster was jingling at Ning Zheng's waist.

"So thoughtful, bringing them to hang on my waist voluntarily."

He revealed a satisfied smile.

"Even without divine spells, I've comprehended a move, Scattering Beans into Soldiers."

Stretching his hand to take out treasures from the storage bags on his waist and place them into a larger storage ring, then discarding the empty storage bags.

No one noticed the act of theft either.

I, a grand mysterious presence of a Sect Leader level, with a mysterious origin, how could I steal the belongings of small cultivators?

Surely after the battle, some unscrupulous loose cultivators took the chance to snatch them!

In the flood-steeped streets, it was too dark, and along with all the chaotic mumbling, murmurs, and lingering voices, there were too many, completely covering up the exchanges and actions of these guys.

"They are indeed diligent and hardworking."

Ning Zheng was very satisfied.

If he were to collect personally, he probably wouldn't be able to do it in such detail.

After all, these bubble archers had no intelligence left, only instincts. He couldn't split his mind to control so many; he had to mix in some sensible archers.

And in front of him, these people might not be good at fighting, but they were top-notch at thievery!

Even stripping down the shoes of those cultivators, finding their private stash.

Shameless!

But this was down-to-earth.

His manor was short of money.

Developing a force was extremely money-consuming.

Throwing three million magic coins at a force was like a drop in the ocean.

Ning Zheng thought about whether to take a stroll at Shopkeeper Lu's auction.

After all, this situation couldn't be blamed on her, the person in charge.

But considering it, he decided against it.

After all, he had seen auctions before.

All were goods sent remotely from the teleportation array, the auction had no inventory itself.

Ning Zheng continued to bend his bow and shoot arrows.

The flood arrow rain army was responsible for sweeping the land, and he was responsible for bending the bow and shooting the senior cultivators, and the ancient sages of the tombs.

Whoosh!

Bending bow and shooting arrows.

This was war profiteering, taking advantage of the chaos.

They fight their battles, the great powers can't spare time, and I'm rolling my snowball.

...

In more than half of the city wall area, countless people were speculating.

Who was this entity that appeared and created an arrow rain, transforming into a curtain of rain and an ocean?

At first appearance, it was merely an existence between the Two-Phase Realm and One Heart Realm.

Several Two-Phase Realm experts even felt they could personally contend and see who was superior.

Because the intuition suggested the other side seemed like a weakling without Tao rhyme or refined divine techniques.

Yet now, the waves surged and the other side crazily expanded, already initially possessing the thick mana that a true One Heart Realm should have.

The terrifying scene of crazy expansion, rolling like a snowball, left many people terrified!

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"If he continues to sweep through, his mana will be terrifying."

"This great demon, his divine techniques might not be top-notch in one-on-one battles, but on the battlefield, he is truly frightening."

"Hehe, he specifically exhausted his mana against the ancestors, choosing the perfect moment."

Many people sighed.

Jian Xin intercepted three powerful masters of the Two-Phase Realm from the evil cult in the distance. Seeing the overwhelming torrent, he couldn't help but sigh:

"What is the origin of this demon? This battlefield filled with graveyards suits it so well, as if tailor-made for it."

Ning Zheng looked at the Scaly Gate and the nearby area being destroyed, which included many of their family's properties, including shops for the living, and immediately said anxiously:

"It must be the No-Life Sect! When did they make soul bodies procreate?"

No-Life Sect.

This was everyone's first guess.

After all, his appearance and those resentful souls of the No-Life Sect carried the aura and belief of the No-Life Sect.

Could this be a person of sect leader level evil path created by the No-Life Sect using countless infant and women resentful souls for cultivation?

No-Life Sect makes the living procreate.

It can also be done during combat and is termed as the "Tao Body Embryo Technique".

It forces you to conceive, but those enemy cultivators who immediately dig it out are merely a disgusting evil technique.

However, for the ghost to appear in such an event, it's unprecedented and holds extremely rare strategic significance.

Even Jiao Wuyu, who was secretly consuming ghosts from afar, was somewhat shocked:

"Since when does the No-Life Sect have someone like this? Truly, in turbulent times, all sorts of monsters and spirits emerge."

She's not a rebel, just in cooperation.

She came here secretly to consume ghosts and save Xu Huan by the way.

After all, it's tough being alone; it doesn't work without a team when going out.

Compared to unfamiliar fellows, former friends are her first choice.

She is the Ghost King and can consume ghosts to grow.

These rooted ghosts are like leeks to her, consuming them and then letting them grow after a period.

For her, it's green and sustainable, a renewable resource that rapidly enhances her realm, which is why the court hunts the Ghost King.

Therefore, such a being grows too quickly!

She is like a farmer, where the earth-bound spirits on the earth vein are her crops, eating and growing them one batch after another.

She is naturally a calamity to the world, so the court seeks to capture these awakening Ghost Kings.

Jiao Wuyu thought for a moment and exhaled a breath of muddy Qi:

"Fortunately, I enhance my realm by consuming ghosts, while he only temporarily increases combat power by killing ghosts, I am stronger."

Despite her words, she remained extremely vigilant.

This power, if in a suitable environment, is simply terrifying!

...

Outer walls.

In the ancient tombs with taverns, tea houses, and towers.

Here, numerous scholars and cultivators from various places gathered to watch the battle, drinking tea and observing the mythical warfare from the remote inner ring.

But now, their gazes gradually shifted to the city walls.

Because here is something that draws their attention even more.

"Torrent."

"Where did it come from? Is it eroding the city walls?"

"What kind of disaster is this?"

Many of them stood up in shock, looking into the distance and discussing it in various taverns.

This is the wall of Xinyi Continent!

Indestructible, a continental barrier, with thousands of ancient saints stationed.

Moreover, the reason a wall is a wall.

Is because the enemy gains nothing from attacking the wall.

Even if they blow up the wall, it will eventually self-repair, truly an eternal wall.

But now.

A ghost dragon came over, gnawing on the old ancestors of the Two-Phase Realm within the wall, selectively feeding.

And a strong entity from the mysterious No-Life Sect attacks the wall, increasing its own strength.

This wall instead caused a side effect.

"Where does this One Heart Realm come from?" someone exclaimed.

"Indeed! A powerhouse must have traces, cannot just appear out of thin air... A scholar cultivates, knowing 'I know who I am', it's training! If you hide to cultivate, you cannot form an expert, let alone such a top-notch being."

"From other continents?"

"Most likely not."

"Never heard of."

"We don't know the origin, could it be from some ancient taboo from the era of ancient tombs, now awakened, revived to attack Continent City?"

"That aura, those murmurings, it's the taste of No-Life Sect. Where did their sect produce such experts?"

Everyone discussed in the taverns of ancient history.

Many artful and bold onlookers even want to leave their side of the city walls to go to the wall where the incident occurred.

In the crystal projection coming from over there.

A dark silhouette stood in the sky, wrapped in whispers like a demon god descending.

And the noise on its body, like a mad mind, hummed eerie songs, fairy tales, speaking incomprehensible words.

"January 18, a day of fortune, millet lifted, lifted in a red robe, each inch each resentment, hurriedly cut..."

The image transmitted a low voice from that figure.

On that figure, it seemed there was a grieving bride singing "Joy", along with various music, shouts, and chaotic noise, which carried a horror taste.

It seemed like countless No-Life Sect women who died in resentment and anger were crying on it.

In it, there were cute singing voices, giggling sounds, talking sounds.

"What is this thing?"

"Incomprehensible."

"As if surrounded by countless grievances."

"Speaking incomprehensible sounds, feeling chills all over."

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