Upon entering the main hall, the first thing that catches the eye is a dozen or so figures sitting cross-legged around a towering stone throne…
These figures are entirely gray in color, appearing like stone sculptures from afar, their eyes tightly closed, their age unknown.
"Puppets again?"
Many people immediately wondered.
However, these puppets were clearly much stronger than the previous Heavenly Demon Puppet; otherwise, they wouldn't be placed in such a place to guard.
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Among those present were people from various powerful factions, including some well-informed individuals. Upon seeing these puppets, their expressions changed drastically.
Behind Mo Tang, Bi Wu frowned and whispered to Mo Tang and the others, "Be careful, those puppets aren't ordinary things, they're ancient human puppets!"
These puppets were made from the extracted souls of powerful figures. Not only do they possess the invulnerability and immense strength of ordinary puppets, but they can also use the fighting techniques they used in their previous lives!
This is a group of unkillable Dou Zun powerhouses, tell me, aren't you afraid...?
"As expected of the ruins of Dou Sheng powerhouses, with this guardian lineup, if a fight breaks out..." Speaking of fighting, Zi Hong simply shook his head.
Mo Tang smiled slightly and said, "As the saying goes, people die for wealth, birds die for food. Isn't everything caused by greed?"
This statement, which contains the wisdom of human survival, obviously did not gain the approval of those present, and Zi Hong next to him even rolled his eyes at him.
"Are you insulting me or yourself...?"
"...!"
Mo Tang was speechless.
How could he forget there was a large flock of "birds" here...
Of course, the most attractive thing in this hall wasn't any human puppets, but the ten orbs of light floating in the sky...
Obviously, the legendary Heavenly Rank Battle Technique was likely among those orbs of light, naturally making them the most eye-catching presence.
"How can there be so many? Which one is the Heavenly Rank Battle Technique?" Huang Xuan, dressed in black robes, frowned.
The Earth Tiger Clan chief, dressed in a tiger robe, laughed and said, "Why worry about so much? Just grab them all!"
The Silver Moon Wolf Clan chief beside him glanced disdainfully at the brute and said coldly, "If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"
Even with the current strength of Mo Tang and his group, they couldn't withstand such a large-scale attack from the hundreds of experts present…
Mo Tang merely glanced at the orbs of light and said calmly, "Don't worry, let them grab them first. We'll find an opportunity to strike later, prioritizing our own safety!"
These were merely some high-level Earth-rank cultivation techniques and combat skills; while not exactly commonplace, they weren't particularly valuable to those present.
Mo Tang's true target was actually the remains of the Battle Saint sitting cross-legged on the throne!
At this moment, probably no one present would have imagined that the true Heaven-rank combat skills were actually within those remains, right?
Oh, right, the Hall Master of the Soul Palace seemed to know, but unfortunately, he only had that Old Ghost Zhaixing take the remains back.
The real secret, however, was not revealed to the other party.
As for why the Soul Hall didn't send stronger experts, based on Mo Tang's understanding from the original work and the information he currently possessed, it was likely that the Soul Hall had already begun plotting against other races among the eight ancient clans.
At this time, let alone the Soul Hall's Dou Sheng experts being too busy to concern themselves with such trivial matters, even the Soul Clan probably couldn't spare many Saint-level or higher experts to cause trouble.
However, even so, the Soul Hall's Heavenly Venerables alone were enough to crush ninety percent of the forces on the continent, so Mo Tang still needed to carefully accumulate his own power.
As more and more powerful experts arrived, the atmosphere within the hall became subtle and tense…
No one knew whether the person who was just laughing and chatting might stab you in the back without hesitation!
In this atmosphere, some related forces or familiar powerful individuals began to secretly discuss joining forces.
After all, in the ensuing chaos, one person alone certainly couldn't truly obtain the treasure.
The increasing number of powerful figures inside the hall caused Mo Tang to frown slightly, then he gave Little Fairy Doctor a wink, reminding her to be careful later.
*Swoosh! Swoosh!
* A continuous stream of hurried figures swept in from outside the hall.
The atmosphere inside the hall grew increasingly heavy and oppressive, causing many to break out in a cold sweat, their fighting spirit on the verge of exploding…
Time slowly passed.
The seal binding the ten orbs of light weakened.
Finally…
the instant the seal completely disappeared, chaos began!
The blinding light made many people squint.
Under this intense light, the ten scrolls instantly transformed into streaks of light, bursting forth from within the ball of light!
It was as if a switch had been flipped…
the previously silent hall erupted in chaos, countless figures soaring into the sky, carrying immense battle aura as they rushed towards the scrolls.
Mo Tang didn't move…
and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix and the others behind him suppressed their impatience.
In fact, not only them, but also those from the Soul Palace, the Heavenly Nether Sect, and the Burning Flame Valley remained still.
Their gazes were fixed on the puppets.
In Mo Tang's and the others' eyes, as the seal vanished, the stone puppets surrounding the stone throne suddenly opened their eyes, which had been closed for countless years…
a dense aura of killing intent spread out in that instant!
"Pfft!"
In mid-air, countless figures darted about, the sounds of combat echoing through the air. Then, figures coughed up blood and fell heavily to the ground beneath the main hall…
The muffled thuds sent chills down the spines of many; these guys were going all out to kill.
However, this wasn't the most cruel part.
In Mo Tang's eyes, a one-star Dou Zun level expert luckily grabbed a crimson scroll…
Just as he was about to rush out of the hall with the scroll in his excitement, a grayish-brown arm suddenly pierced his chest from behind…
Within the blood-stained gray hand, a bright red heart was still faintly beating.
"Ah…!"
A scream rang out, and the Dou Zun expert died instantly.
Even his corpse was torn in two by the fully revived puppet!
The corpse fell to the ground below the main hall, and the crimson scroll that had been held in the other's hand seemed to possess sentience, breaking free from their grasp and flying back into the air.
(End of Chapter)