"Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Puppet Hands?"
"Not quite, even the Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Puppet Hands technique isn’t this eerie."
Yan Wushuang said coldly.
Since the Black Widow Hua Miao had beco infamous after a battle, the Divine Capture Sect had been gathering information on this Martial Arts technique.
Later, they realized that even though this technique could control a large number of puppets, it also had its limitations.
For example... controlling the Blood Swapping Warriors allowed full power utilization, but Earth List Masters couldn’t exert their full strength.
But now, standing before the three Great Divine Catchers, Xin Cuo and the others emanated an overwhelming presence, giving off a strong non-human sensation—alarmingly, they were all Grandmasters!
In terms of Martial Arts, perhaps they were even more terrifying than in life!
"Hehe..."
Xin Cuo was the first to chuckle, followed by the figure next to him holding a long sword who continued, "Yan Wushuang, you have a keen eye... to spot the extraordinary nature of this ’Ten Thousand Slaves Divine Skill’ of this Saint Son!"
"Any puppet controlled by my ’Ten Thousand Slaves Divine Skill’ can beco an incarnation of this Saint Son, and even their Martial Arts skills won’t degrade but improve..." The last one, a Grandmaster with purple eyes, slowly raised an oddly-shaped curved blade.
This blade was curved, and even the handle was bent, carrying a peculiar arc that would make one’s scalp tingle just by glancing at it, as if it harbored an unsurpassable demonic nature.
"Earth List number forty-six, Devilish Blade Ding Wuming!"
"And Earth List number fifty-five, Ten Thousand Flower Sword Flower Ling!"
Zhuge WuLiang took a deep breath: "These two Earth List Grandmasters have also been secretly turned into your puppets!"
These two Earth List Grandmasters, with their sword and blade mastery, were powerhouses among Grandmasters.
In terms of strength, they far surpassed the three Grandmasters of the Divine Capture Sect.
Yan Wushuang’s heart sank.
The three Great Divine Catchers, even when facing these three Grandmasters, would struggle trendously, and carelessness might lead to injury or death.
It was absolutely impossible for them to provide support to Xun Liuyi anymore.
And the opponent that the latter would face was the most terrifying Five Poison Sect Saint Son!
...
"The long night stretches on, with no desire for sleep, it seems I can now watch a good show."
The Grandmaster battle not far away had naturally been sensed by Zhong Shenxiu.
He poured himself a glass of wine and suddenly spoke.
From the darkness, two eerie purple spots slowly erged.
"You’re good, very good, qualified enough to be a puppet under this Saint Son’s command, and to aid this Saint Son’s ascent to the Heavenly List is your supre honor!"
Out from the darkness, a figure towering like a Demon God slowly walked forward.
Five Poison Sect Saint Son — King of Ten Thousand Slaves!
Seemingly because his longstanding wish was about to be fulfilled, despite his calm deanor, he felt a bit excited inside, and his words beca more nurous.
"You might not know," he scoffed, "but villains die from talking too much."
Zhong Shenxiu secretly rolled his eyes with a tinge of mockery, but since the other party liked planting flags, he played along.
"Sword Slave? ?!"
"Indeed, what else do you think?" the King of Ten Thousand Slaves sneered. "Why else would Black Widow Hua Miao give you the manual for the Yin Yang Conquest Sky Demon Great Transformation Hand? Could it be because of your pretty boy face enamoring her?"
"All of this is for ! The Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Hand was originally the exclusive secret technique of the Sword Slave... Alas, throughout the entire Five Poison Sect and even the whole world, you alone were capable of mastering this palm technique. Otherwise, why would I have waited until today?"
"Indeed, whether it’s the Five Elents Thief Palm or the Yin Yang Conquest Sky Demon Great Transformation Hand, they all have significant flaws..." Zhong Shenxiu sighed. "Dispersing martial arts throughout the world was also done to sift out soone like , wasn’t it?"
"Correct, you’re very smart!" The King of Ten Thousand Slaves was slightly surprised but also sowhat proud. "The manuals for the Sword Slave and Sword Thief might be one thing, but the cultivation techniques for the Fist Slave and Palm Slave are challenging to practice and require a lot of precious dicinal ingredients to assist in breaking through... Even my Five Poison Sect could not afford to search the world and cultivate such assets. The sect’s third-generation Sect Hierarch, with his great talent and vision, secretly disseminated the Dead Body Fist and Five Elents Thief Palm manuals throughout the world, allowing you all to search for precious ingredients and desperately train. Once you break through to the master level, you will be suitable material... Unfortunately, even so, saint heirs who possess the right opportunity at the sa ti are nonexistent. I am the first, Jianghu is fortunate to have one in Xin Cuo, and then there’s you. This is a secret not even the imperial court knows. I’ve told you, so you can die with your eyes closed, right?"
"No wonder... I kept wondering why even the Shanyao Gang had partial scripts of the Five Elents Thief Palm..."
Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes again.
This kind of self-sacrificing, bringing your own provisions, wasn’t anything new.
In the mory of the White Bone Scholar, so cultivators who practiced the Corpse Refining Skill would intentionally spread supposedly invulnerable cultivation manuals throughout Jianghu. Those martial artists greedy for a bargain didn’t realize that the more they practiced, the more they turned themselves into pri zombies, which the cultivators easily captured.
Among the Demon Path, such examples were even more common.
"Everything makes sense now... No wonder you started to move the mont my na appeared on the Earth List Master list."
Zhong Shenxiu thoughtfully said, "The attempt by Black Widow Hua Miao to challenge Xin Cuo was also to test his power for you, wasn’t it?"
"Correct, these four serf-level martial arts can only be cultivated up to the master level, but to , they are unparalleled treasures," laughed the King of Ten Thousand Slaves. "You don’t understand. By gathering you four — the Sword Slave, Sword Slave, Fist Slave, and Palm Slave — and combining your powers, I can penetrate the mysteries of martial arts with the ’Ten Thousand Slaves Divine Skill,’ break through the divine threshold, and directly achieve the position of a Great Grandmaster! I, the Saint Heir, shall be the youngest on the Heavenly List!"
"I understand. It’s like needing to collect four special offerings to summon the Divine Dragon... No, the Evil God?"
Zhong Shenxiu secretly rolled his eyes again. This was a kind of special ritual in its way.
But it was difficult to complete.
The Dead Body Fist and Five Elents Thief Palm were of those extrely challenging to master, full of bottlenecks, and the Five Poison Sect had even abandoned training them themselves.
Haven’t you noticed, the last ti they discovered as their sole hope, Hua Miao was so excited she gave away the secret technique for free?
In Jianghu, the simultaneous ergence of these two masters was already extrely difficult.
More crucially, this ritual was only useful for Earth List Masters breaking through the divine threshold.
Perhaps such individuals had erged in Jianghu before, but the Five Poison Sect’s Saint Heir either achieved the Great Grandmaster status through other cultivation techniques and beca Sect Hierarch, or they had not yet matured.
By the ti a new generation of Saint Heir reached the master level, they found that the others had either died or disappeared; in short, they t with mishaps and failed to fulfill their roles completely.
After several centuries had passed in vain, they finally encountered a wild-card like , who t the conditions for this King of Ten Thousand Slaves.
If I were in their place, I’d be ecstatic, too.
’However, to think that within the Five Poison Sect, there exists such a secret technique... impressive indeed. With the right stroke of fortune, one could cultivate a Great Grandmaster in their twenties or thirties, what’s that? Even the youngest Heavenly List Martial Artist is at least in their fifties... To date, that record hasn’t been broken yet, right? At least not publicly!’
’And with every additional Heavenly List Martial Artist, it’s indeed a significant trend, one that could easily change the fate of a region... If such a power disparity occurs, it’s feared that Jianghu will imdiately be plunged into chaos...’
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