Chapter 188: Grand Puppet Technique

“Quentin was my most appreciated disciple, with amazing talent. Blackwater, when you killed him, you were already dead!”

Looking at the solitary Hu Feng, Puppet Ancestor Igula was confident and fearless.

When Redelson chased Hu Feng into the dense forest, he was just cultivating nearby. He hid in the darkness, quietly waiting for the moment the corpse of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King would emerge, but was alerted by the fierce battle between the two. As soon as Hu Feng left, he followed secretly all the way. After confirming that Hu Feng was alone, he made his move decisively.

After losing self-awareness, a War Puppet can still continue to cultivate by instinct. This is the biggest difference between a War Puppet and a treasure. Although Hu Feng had not broken through to the Demi-god Realm, his cultivation potential made Igula’s eyes light up, and he decided to refine him into a War Puppet!

To be able to easily kill a Demi-god Stronger after just cultivating to the high stage of the Saint Domain, what kind of concept was that?

Witnessing Hu Feng heavily injure the Demi-god Stronger Redelson with just two swords, Igula’s eyes shone, as if he had accidentally found a peerless treasure. Back then, on Saintess Peak, he had already discovered Hu Feng’s huge potential in cultivation, so he did not hesitate to take the risk to make a move himself. Unfortunately, he was stopped by Hei Mu.

Now, seeing that Hu Feng had cultivated to such an extent in such a short time, the desire to refine him into a War Puppet became even stronger!

“Lord Igula, actually, what you appreciate is not Quentin’s talent, but the power and treasures in his hands!”

The more dangerous it was, the calmer Hu Feng became. He understood the evil thoughts in the heart of Igula, that old fellow. He paused, then pretended to be terrified as he continued, “That’s right, I am an elite of Black Horn, but at the same time, I am also the City Lord of more than twenty castles, an Overlord controlling a large territory. What Quentin can give you, I can give you too, even a hundred times more than him!”

Near the tomb of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King, even flying was difficult, let alone teleporting out directly. Hu Feng stabilized the suddenly appeared Puppet Ancestor Igula. While speaking, he secretly observed the surrounding environment and observed the weaknesses of the four Demi-god Puppets. This place was far from where Hei Mu and Black Blood were hiding. Even if he asked them for help, it would be too late for them to rescue him in time. He had to rely on himself for everything!

After condensing a Demon God Clone, he knew better than anyone how terrifying the Ancient Divine Ability, the Grand Puppet Technique, was. Although Puppet Ancestor Igula had just stepped into the Demi-god Realm not long ago, in terms of combat power, he was probably above the vast majority of Demi-god Strongers. This point could be seen from the four Demi-god Puppets beside him.

No matter how careful and alert he was, he might accidentally fall into his trap and be refined into a War Puppet. A head-on clash with him was undoubtedly extremely dangerous!

“Oh, more than twenty castles?”

As expected, hearing Hu Feng say this, Igula revealed a greedy look. Wealth in the secular world did not mean much to him. What he needed was a large number of young women, preferably the bodies and souls of young and beautiful Nuns. For this purpose, he had accepted many City Lords as disciples and taught them simple cultivation methods of the Grand Puppet Technique.

A huge castle could contribute quite a few tributes every year. Twenty-five huge castles connected together, what kind of concept was that?

An Overlord, definitely an Overlord who could control the wind and rain! If he could subdue such a force, the wealth contributed every year would definitely be countless!

“Impossible, when did such a young Overlord like you appear in the Wasteland and on the continent?”

The greedy Igula quickly calmed down, his face cold. “Blackwater, do you think delaying time like this is useful? This is the Dragon’s Grave, not Saintess Peak. No one will come to save you again. Just obediently offer your soul and become a War Puppet to avoid unbearable pain before you die!”

The Wasteland was turbulent, and the struggles between castles would never stop. Every year, new castles rose, and many castles were swallowed. But, generally speaking, a certain stability was maintained. Becoming a City Lord was not very difficult, but wanting to become an Overlord who could control the wind and rain was not that easy!

The knowledgeable Igula quickly saw through Hu Feng’s pretense. With a cold snort, the four Demi-god Puppets slowly pressed towards Hu Feng, their Killing Intent awe-inspiring. Their bodies were cold and lifeless, out-and-out killing machines!

“Wait, Lord Igula, don’t forget, this Plane is far more than just the continent and the Wasteland!”

Hu Feng held the sharp Death Oak, secretly brewing a Fatal Strike, but on the surface, he pretended to be terrified and uneasy. “Under the Wasteland, there is a boundless Underground World. My underground kingdom is right by the Danube River. There, not only are there more than twenty huge castles, but the land on the entire west bank of the Danube River is mine. There are countless Crystal Veins, and endless beautiful young girls. You can have as many as you want, Lord!”

To paralyze the powerful enemy Igula, Hu Feng did not hide it and revealed some details of the Underground World. Only with details could there be credibility. A mix of truth and falsehood made it hard to tell the real from the fake.

“Underground World?”

Igula’s eyes lit up, and he waved his hand to signal the four Demi-god Puppets who were about to attack together to stop.

Hu Feng’s potential was huge. If he refined him into a puppet, Igula was confident that he would obtain a most powerful puppet in the near future. However, if it was true as Hu Feng said, that he was really an Overlord ruling more than twenty castles, then directly refining him into a War Puppet that lost self-awareness would be a bit of a pity. The best way was to subdue him first, take over the territory he controlled, and then refine him into a War Puppet!

“Alright, for the sake of you being an Overlord, it is not impossible to spare your life. Kneel down, put down your sword, let go of your soul defense, and accept my soul inheritance. From today on, you are Igula’s disciple. I will let you see how powerful the Grand Puppet Technique passed down from ancient times is!”

After pondering for a moment, Igula gave an order.

He did not need to worry whether Hu Feng’s words were true or false. For a Demi-god Puppet Master, controlling a person’s soul and then reading his memory was extremely easy. As long as he left a Soul Imprint deep in Hu Feng’s mind, he could quickly confirm whether his words were true or false. If this guy was lying, it would not be too late to refine him into a War Puppet then! The only thing he was wary of was the Death Oak in Hu Feng’s hand!

Although he had not experienced the power of the Death Oak, just by instinct, he knew the terror of this sharp sword in Hu Feng’s hand. Otherwise, that Demi-god Stronger Redelson would not have been defeated so quickly, looking at this wooden sword like a startled bird.

“Okay!”

Hu Feng knelt on one knee as instructed, threw the sharp Death Oak aside, opened his soul defense without any concealment, and let a trace of Igula’s Divine Sense penetrate.

“Good, very good, hahaha, very good!”

Seeing that Hu Feng did not resist and confirming that he had completely let go of his soul defense, Igula could not help but laugh loudly. He silently chanted a few incantations, and a mysterious Soul Fluctuation appeared in the air, penetrating into Hu Feng’s mind without hindrance. However, just as he was about to make a persistent effort and leave a deep Soul Imprint in Hu Feng’s mind, an accident suddenly occurred.

Hu Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out an invisible soul roar. Centered on him, an unprecedented soul attack spread far away. Igula, who bore the brunt of it, felt a pain in his head, and his Life Soul was almost annihilated directly. The four Demi-god Puppets standing around instantly became listless, and the Soul Imprints Igula engraved in their minds showed signs of collapsing.

Undead Roar!

Hu Feng, who was prepared, suddenly used the soul attack he was best at!

Igula, this Puppet Ancestor, was good at soul attacks, but as a Lich who was good at soul control, his soul attack was also extraordinary. With a ‘boom’, he directly shattered the Divine Sense Igula had penetrated.

“Lich, you…, you are a Lich?”

Sensing the Origin Power Hu Feng erupted in an instant, Igula was shocked. A simple, ancient bronze drum suddenly appeared in his hand. He shook it gently, and the four listless Demi-god Puppets revealed fierce lights in their eyes. However, before they could launch an attack, a cold light flashed, and a group of Strongers suddenly appeared outside Hu Feng’s body. Holy Angel Taliana, Witch Elder Natalia, Horror Knight Commander, and Tree Demon, all appeared instantly, taking the lead to launch a sharp attack together.

Holy Angel Taliana, whose injuries had recovered about ninety percent, launched the attack first. The sharp blade glowed with red light, carrying traces of scorching Angel Flame, and with one sword, she chopped a Demi-god Puppet that had no time to dodge away. Another Demi-god Stronger, Witch Elder Natalia, began to chant under the protection of the Horror Knight Commander.

“I curse your soul with my life…”

Accompanied by the ethereal chanting, a mysterious aura erupted from Natalia’s injured Oak Staff. It was as cold as the Death Aura, as evil as the Fallen Aura, and carried a vast aura of fate like the Death Oak. In an instant, Puppet Ancestor Igula, standing not far away, felt an irresistible force rushing towards him. Time seemed to stop flowing, destined to die here.

“Great Curse Technique?”

Igula was greatly shocked. As an experienced Puppet Ancestor, he quickly detected the terror of Witch Elder Natalia. To a certain extent, she, the Witch Elder, was even more terrifying than Holy Angel Taliana, whose attacks were sharp. In great shock, he shook the bronze drum in his hand frantically.

Dong…

Just as Witch Elder Natalia’s voice fell, a dull sound came from the ground. But it was not Igula, that old fellow, who fell to the ground, but a Demi-god Puppet standing beside him. His body turned green all over, and he was unable to move as if he were a stone statue.

Shift Soul!

At the critical moment, Igula used the mysterious Grand Puppet Technique in time and dodged the fatal blow. Seeing Hu Feng pick up the Death Oak from the side and pounce over like lightning, he did not even have time to put away the remaining three Demi-god Puppets, turned around and ran. He looked hunchbacked, as if he had one foot in the grave, but his speed was unambiguous. In a few jumps, he disappeared into the distance.