The workshop wasn't large, with barely a hundred shops, but the streets were crowded, bustling with many people.

After making a full circle, Zhao Sheng felt quite surprised because he noticed that on every street corner, there were either round or square red columns, engraved with layers of Immortal Seal Characters and countless mysterious patterns, with complex formation patterns inlaid on the flat ground.

Strangely, Zhao Sheng could not sense any fluctuation from the Array, as if these array-patterned columns were all dead objects.

Moreover, the oddity didn't stop there. He quickly noticed that more than half of the "people" passing by had cold, indifferent expressions, increasingly looking unlike living beings.

Instead, they resembled puppets indistinguishable from real people. The remaining few appeared completely opposite, looking fierce and malevolent, similar to long-term old demons.

The longer Zhao Sheng stayed in the workshop, the more he felt that something was amiss, giving rise to an unusually eerie sensation in his heart.

At that moment, from an open area on the edge of the workshop, a series of "rumbling" sounds suddenly arose. The ground around it erupted violently, and from underneath rose a dilapidated grayish-white stone tower.

This tower had three layers, each stained with dark red blood, and the middle door plaque prominently displayed the three Immortal Seal Characters "Hundred Herbs Heaven."

Upon seeing the emergence of the stone tower, a bearded man not far from Zhao Sheng, who was setting up a stall selling treasures, suddenly rolled up his stall and laughed wildly to the sky, "Haha, the power of the Immortal Venerable is boundless, having transported yet another dilapidated Grotto Heaven. This time's immortal fate, no one should think of snatching from me."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere of the workshop instantly became chillingly murderous, thick with an overwhelming killing aura.

Accompanied by malevolent demons rising silently from all parts of the workshop, Zhao Sheng suddenly sensed waves of overwhelming will surging skyward from various places.

Some particularly formidable will waves could manifest reality from the void, condensing numerous mysterious and terrifying gigantic Demon God Images, all legendary gods, Immortal Spirits, and Ancient Sacred Beasts.

Crack, crack～

Just then, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard a cracking sound beside him, turned his head, and saw the person beside him tearing off all his skin to reveal a ten-foot-tall rock puppet.

The puppet had a tiger head and a human body, the rocks on its body as white as jade yet hard as steel, covered with complex patterns emitting astonishing will waves.

At this moment, more than half of the pedestrians in the workshop performed the same action, tearing off their disguises to reveal various peculiar puppets.

The color and shape of the patterns on these puppets varied; some had dark golden rings encircling the trunk, others had red spiral patterns, or red waterlike ripples entwined around the arms and body, or appeared pitch-black with numerous worm-like strange sigils engraved all over, resembling tattoos.

But one thing was the same; each puppet exuded astonishing will waves.

"Damn!... I didn't realize they were all Living Human Puppets before? Could this be the Soul Refining Puppet Technique! Such an astounding handiwork must be the work of that Immortal Venerable! Not good, where exactly have I come? The Desolate Wall Settlement shouldn't be like this!"

Stunned, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized each puppet's will wave was not weaker than his own, with many far surpassing his own in terrifying strength.

At this time, the nearest living beings to Zhao Sheng were three figures standing side by side.

The central person's face had several extremely long and deep scars, like those left by beast claws, with exposed white bone on the forehead and chin, yet warm like jade.

To his right stood a bloated, axe-wielding skinny old man, his head bare but branded with a hideous dark cyan Ghost God tattoo, with scary bright white eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

The will waves of these two were incomparably thick, at the very least having broken through to the Returning to Void Realm Demi Immortal.

As for the last person, he was a nearly ten-foot-tall, sallow-skinned Great Han, with a sickly appearance, draped in a cloak, his forehead adorned with a palm-wide silver-white headband.

Although his aura was not obvious, standing alongside those two Demi Immortals was enough to illustrate his extraordinary strength.

In just a brief moment, amidst the "rumbling" roar, the dilapidated three-layer stone tower stood firmly on the ground, perfectly blending into the workshop.

By this time, Zhao Sheng realized that the nearly hundred shops in the workshop were all evolved from separate Grotto Heavens.

Upon thinking this, Zhao Sheng's heart trembled violently, inadvertently giving rise to immense reverence for that Immortal Venerable.

In no time, in front of the grayish-white stone tower gathered dozens of "living beings."

The nearby trio also strode over. Zhao Sheng saw this and immediately followed, intending to go forward to engage in conversation.

But before he could speak, a terrifying killing aura exploded from the scarred man's body, instantly deterring him, causing him to retreat afar in avoidance.

Shortly after, Zhao Sheng fell to the back of the crowd, tiptoeing to gaze towards the stone tower ahead.

A multitude of puppets formed a larger circle on the outer perimeter, seemingly safeguarding something or perhaps on guard against an unknown threat emerging from within the stone tower.

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