“What good is being strong?

Now, hasn't it all dissipated like smoke?

All that's left is his discarded shell, a prize for the strong to fight over. What can he do besides lie there, pitiful and helpless?

The Yellow Emperor, ascended to the throne, established order, and heaven, earth, humanity, gods, the three realms all submitted to his feet. Didn't he also return to dust?

Why were we always so respectful to the Bodhisattva on Mount Tai before? Wasn't it because Big Brother said that, given time, that Bodhisattva would definitely be able to change the world.

And now?

Heroes, geniuses, throughout history, are as numerous as the fish crossing the river, countless. But in the end, they must come to a miserable end. No one can resist fate, no one can resist the long river of time!”

Xiao Qi replied fluently.

“Then… shouldn't the Immortal King be even more annihilated in the long river?”

“…………” Xiao Qi.

Da Changqiu reached out and hit Xiao Qi hard on the head, scolding:

“I know you’ve recently taken in a scholar's ghost in your mansion. I, as your older brother, won't interfere with whatever you want to play with.

But look at what you've become now. It's one thing to treat him like a plaything, but you're even mimicking his pedantic way of speaking, putting the cart before the horse, what kind of decorum is this!”

Xiao Qi immediately bowed his head in agreement.

Xiao Ba didn’t dare to argue anymore.

Because they all knew that because the first five brothers had taken it upon themselves to bring back the Immortal King's consciousness, Big Brother was now furious.

Moreover, Big Brother only had two younger brothers left now, so the two of them would definitely be disciplined very strictly in the future.

It was also ridiculous.

Outside, they were the lofty Changshi, whose words could determine the life and death of thousands of ghosts, but here, they could only be younger brothers.

After scolding them, Da Changqiu felt a lot of the frustration in his heart had been released. Turning his head to look at the mirror behind him, which was already cracked with countless lines, he sighed subconsciously.

“I only hope that after the Immortal King's great cause is restored, the five of them can come back.”

He said this without much confidence; obviously, Da Changqiu himself didn’t believe it.

In fact, in his heart, he faintly felt a sense of unease.

As for where this unease came from specifically, he didn't know.

Although he himself came from the eldest finger of the Immortal King, to be honest, he wasn't very optimistic about the Immortal King. Otherwise, as the eldest who first received the Immortal King's induction, he should have organized his brothers to carry out the reception a long time ago, instead of sealing himself off and pretending not to know anything.

If he hadn't been pretending to be deaf and dumb, the Immortal King's consciousness wouldn't have abandoned him and contacted the ones below.

He naturally knew how powerful and terrifying the Immortal King was, but he really couldn't blindly and wholeheartedly believe in the Immortal King.

As things stood,

After all, that hand not only represented the Immortal King's will, but also the condensation of his five younger brothers,

Da Changqiu could only hope that,

Things would not go wrong a third time.

…………

Outside, the situation was really turbulent.

Half a Face was still leaning against the original position, the surrounding memory images were still flashing quickly, and the surrounding scenes were also changing all the time.

He didn't leave this consciousness barrier, firstly because he had fought tough opponents twice today, and he didn't have much vitality left since his resurrection, and now he had turned himself into a sieve.

Of course, the main reason was that he was too lazy to go out.

Go out and do what?

Risk his life, push himself forward, shouting I want to protect you, I want to fight alongside you, I want to die with you?

How silly?

At the thought of this, Half a Face began to laugh again.

Fortunately, ordinary people couldn't enter this consciousness barrier. If it were on the street, this crazy look would probably scare a lot of people.

A long sigh escaped from his throat, and Half a Face stopped laughing.

Although he didn't go out to watch the battle, he was only extremely weak now, not deaf or blind. He had already sensed the changes in the outside aura.

Without even looking, he could actually figure out what was happening just by sensing it here.

First, a familiar aura suddenly rose up, rushing straight up.

This aura was too familiar; it must be his.

It was a pity that its momentum couldn't last. After a period of stalemate, it collapsed completely.

To be honest, when he sensed this change earlier, Half a Face wasn't very happy, even though he had been repeatedly kicked on the ground by that person not long ago.

On the contrary, he felt a little sad, a little sorrowful, a little uncomfortable.

It wasn't deliberately being a masochist; it was indeed a genuine outpouring of emotion.

After that aura dissipated,

For a moment,

Dozens of auras exploded collectively, like water splashed on hot oil, creating a burst of noise.

Half a Face didn't know why; why had a group battle suddenly started again?

But soon, he recalled what Hanba had said when she was here, pointing at the bookstore owner.

Oh dear,

He couldn't help it,

He was going to laugh again.

“Hehehe… cough cough…”

Half a Face reached out and wiped his face. After laughing for so long, tears had long since come out. Of course, it felt a little sticky when he wiped it on his hand.

After all, others cry tears, but he secretes lotus root juice.

Even now, Half a Face didn't know why Zhou Ze had deliberately arranged this lotus root body for him. Even finding a complete or even not-so-complete corpse would have been completely fine.

Yes, it was excusable that Half a Face, with his seemingly long but actually very short life, didn't know about Nezha.

At this moment, the memory images suddenly darkened, not that they had completely disappeared, but they had entered a dimly lit area.

The place where Half a Face was leaning was no longer the previous place, but a cold passage.

Here was a tomb chamber.

Perhaps because this consciousness barrier no longer had its original owner, even though it continued to exist due to inertia, it was ultimately beginning to weaken, causing the surrounding scenes to not be as clear as they were at the beginning.

Half a Face spread out his palm and began to reinforce this consciousness barrier again.

Although his current condition was really bad, it wasn't to the point where he couldn't even maintain a small barrier.

The barrier was re-stabilized, and the surrounding scenes began to gradually return to normal, no longer playing in fast forward as before, but at normal speed.

Half a Face turned his face and looked to his right. Inside was the main tomb chamber.

In the center of the main tomb chamber, there was no coffin, only a high platform, and on the high platform, there was a pool of water, and flowing in the pool was a thick black liquid.

At this moment,

In the black pool,

Bubbles began to emerge,

And then,

A man emerged, and after emerging, he seemed to wake up and began to move, although a little stiff, but it could be seen that he was gradually getting used to it. Finally, the naked man climbed out of the black pool and stood below.

Before long, bubbles emerged again in the pool, and another naked man with a different appearance climbed out of the pool and stood beside the first man.

Again and again, following the same pattern, more than a dozen men climbed out of the pool one after another.

A row of naked men standing together, the scene wasn't so eye-catching, because they exuded an indifferent and cold aura.

Half a Face knew that these were puppets.

And the liquid in this pool was filled with a natural aura of death, the purity of this death aura made him a little shocked.

Half a Face slowly climbed up and approached a little. The pool was like a tank, and around the tank, there were dense arrays.

In terms of professional knowledge, Half a Face was much better than the salted fish Boss Zhou, so after seeing this scene, he immediately understood the purpose of this pool.

Zombies are another life born from the dead. This is a transformation of death energy, and the role of this pool is to compress this transformation process to an astonishing degree.

And the pool should also contain other special substances, from creating the body, and then catalyzing the inanimate puppet body into a zombie, forming a complete assembly line.

However, the zombies produced here can only be said that they can be called zombies.

Because they don't have the baleful aura of zombies. It's a bit inappropriate to call them castrated versions; it can be said that they are purified versions.

Without inheriting the baleful aura of zombies, they naturally won't show some of the characteristics of zombies. In fact, there is really no difference from the bodies of ordinary people.

The only difference is that their bodies and flesh hide the extremely pure aura of death that was born in the pool.

If their flesh and blood were eaten by others, the person who ate it would most likely be poisoned and become a walking corpse.

At this time, the surrounding scenes suddenly distorted, but there was no sign of collapse. Half a Face only felt a burst of dizziness, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the scene seemed to be stretched.

He, who had originally walked to the side of the pool, found that he had actually retreated back to the passage.

Looking up again, he saw a person sitting by the pool.

That person was naked, with a series of runes tattooed on his body, slowly flowing.

Half a Face's body suddenly began to tremble.

He suddenly sensed that a fear was emerging from the depths of his heart.

The previous madness, the previous anger, all the previous things, seemed to disappear at this moment. At this moment, his heart was completely filled with this instinctive fear!

He even… didn't dare to resist.

“Plop!”

Half a Face knelt down, knelt on the ground.

In front,

A voice came:

“Ugly… Ugly… Ugly… Ugly… Alas…”

It was like commenting on them one by one,

But seemingly, he was not satisfied with any of them.

And with each "ugly" word spoken,

The male puppets lined up in a row,

Exploded one by one…