The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 317 Kneel down and pay homage to the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!

The shockwaves from the explosion of so many paper grenades were even more terrifying than the combined pressure of those Nascent Soul cultivators attacking together, scaring the cultivators below into scrambling away.

They didn't even dare to take the opportunity to improve their cultivation!
Song Mang continued firing.

Bang bang bang!
Song Mang and her clones, armed with toy guns, began firing grenades in all directions. Before long, she had thrown out over a hundred grenades!

Those people panicked.

"Who the hell would hide a grenade inside a toy sword? This woman is so despicable!"

"Wait, how does she have so many paper grenades? She's thrown over a hundred of them already!"

"Run! If all those hundred-plus grenades explode at once, we'll all be blown to bits!"

Seeing these people running around in the inferno of the explosion, trying to escape, Song Mang's eyes held a hint of amusement.

She suddenly spoke up, "If I'm not mistaken, the life force in your bodies has been completely devoured, and your bodies are no different from corpses."

It can still move freely now, but that's because its soul is still inside its body, making it a strange creature with a physical form.

"You're human, and I really can't do anything to you, but you're monsters, and you think you can escape right under my nose? Ha... do you think you can?"

As her casual voice faded, everyone in the air found themselves unable to move!

They were frozen in place by a strange force, and even wanted to kneel down and kowtow!

How is this going? !
Song Mang was only at the Foundation Establishment stage; her divine sense pressure was simply not enough to make so many Nascent Soul cultivators kneel down!

They are all Nascent Soul cultivators now, and even Xuan Yuansheng, the number one cultivator in China, cannot do it!

Song Mang raised his hand and waved it, taking back all the paper weapons from the clones' hands.

The clones in the air disappeared, leaving only the real Song Mang standing on the bone staff.

Protected by the ghost token, Song Mang flew around the sea of ​​fire and arrived in front of the cultivators.

Xuanyuan Sheng also quickly followed.

Hold the umbrella for the big boss!
As a result, just as Xuanyuan Sheng followed Song Mang over, he saw those Nascent Soul cultivators falling from the sky one after another.

They all crashed to the ground.

On the ruins of the arena, all the other low-level cultivators had fled, leaving only these Nascent Soul cultivators.

Song Mang stepped on the white bone staff and flew down a little, then looked down at those people from high above.

She tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I've already said I'm the Emperor, why doesn't anyone believe me? If I weren't the Emperor, why would you all be kneeling before me so uncontrollably?"

"You're talking nonsense! Stop spouting rubbish! What did you do? Why can't we move?"

Someone said angrily.

Bang.

As soon as the man finished speaking, all the Nascent Soul cultivators on the ground knelt down in unison before Song Mang.

He couldn't help but kowtow once, almost shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

Song Mang, wearing a dragon-patterned cloak, stood on a white bone staff with his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "My dear ministers, there's no need for formalities. Since you're all about to die anyway, just kneel down and die."

After she finished speaking, she disappeared with Xuanyuan Sheng.

boom--!
Hundreds of grenades exploded at once!
Above the already ruined arena, another red mushroom cloud of explosion appeared.

Those Nascent Soul cultivators knelt on the spot, unable to move, and could only wait to die. They couldn't help but let out desperate cries, but they were quickly drowned out by the sound of the explosion.

Song Mang hid back in the secret passage.

Many human players are still hiding in the secret passage, with the Sword Saint and the Ghost Doctor guarding the exit to prevent them from leaving.

However, because the Sword Saint and the Ghostly Healer were guarding outside, the shockwaves from the battle outside didn't affect them. Otherwise, given their strength, they would have been severely injured by the pressure from those Nascent Soul cultivators!

As soon as Song Mang entered the secret passage, she saw Xuan Yuansheng looking at her with a complicated expression, his eyes full of doubt and confusion.

"What do you want to ask?"

Song Mang said it directly.

"Miss Song, what...what did you do? Why can't those Nascent Soul cultivators move?"

Xuanyuan Sheng said in shock.

When he saw those Nascent Soul cultivators kneeling, he was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

He checked Song Mang's cultivation level several times, only to find that she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage and had no way to use her cultivation to force those cultivators to kneel!

But those cultivators did indeed kneel down, and not only did they kneel down, they also kowtowed, completely powerless to resist!

This made Xuan Yuansheng suspect that Song Mang might be hiding her true cultivation level!
Suppressing more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators in an instant is something even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators can't do; only a Deity Transformation cultivator, who is a stage higher than Nascent Soul, can achieve this!

Could Song Mang be... a Nascent Soul cultivator?!

Song Mang raised an eyebrow and replied casually, "What's the big deal? It's nothing serious, and there's nothing to talk about."

Xuanyuan Sheng: "..."

Look, look, at that nonchalant attitude, that completely indifferent demeanor!
She's definitely a Nascent Soul level expert!

Why didn't our ancestors say this sooner?

If he had known she was a Nascent Soul cultivator from the start, he would have performed better from the beginning! She was a Nascent Soul expert who was only one step away from ascension!
What exactly did Song Mang do?
it's actually really easy.

She simply used the Yama-level "All Ghosts Submit," a level 1 intimidation ability of the ghost card that can freeze the eerie entity in place and can be used an unlimited number of times.

That's not all, they can even make the eerie creature kneel down!
These cultivators before me have absorbed the power of the Blood Moon and are no longer human! That's why the Ghost Card has taken effect!

Just now, Song Mang killed two Nascent Soul cultivators and observed that their corpses had undergone strange changes, so she guessed that the others had also changed.

She tried using the "All Ghosts Submit" ghost card, and to her surprise, it actually worked.

That means she guessed right!
These people have already been refined by the Blood Moon!

However, this kind of refining is different from the common evil cultivation of living people. It allows them to retain the seemingly living body shell, while trapping their soul inside the shell.

As for why the Blood Moon would refine players into this state, only the statue probably knows the reason.

While Xuanyuan Sheng was still in shock, Xuanyuan Xi suddenly blurted out, "Hey, why is there a half-human terracotta figurine here? Who dug it up from the ground? Could it be some kind of antique?"
But why is there only half a body? The head and most of the shoulders are missing; the damage is severe.

Everyone looked in Xuan Yuanxi's direction.

Next to Xuanyuan Xi, in the corner of the wall, lay a colorful terracotta figurine, but the figurine's body was not complete.

"I brought it back."

Xi Jinzhi said, "This is the cultivator that Song Mang killed. He revealed his true form after he died."

"what?!"

Xuan Yuanxi was shocked. "You mean, he died a long time ago, and his body turned into a human-shaped terracotta figurine?"

"good."

Xi Jinzhi explained, "Those cultivators who absorbed the power of the Blood Moon are long dead. The power of the Blood Moon also has the effect of confusing others' minds, making them look no different from living people."

Xuan Yuanxi's expression changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice, "Then... what will happen to the human players who didn't absorb the power of the Blood Moon, but were only exposed to it?"

Just as Xi Jinzhi was about to answer, the human-shaped terracotta figurine on the ground suddenly sat up.

On its still intact shoulder, its arm suddenly rose and grabbed Song Mang's ankle!
(End of this chapter)