Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Once the battle lines were stable, the orthodox cultivators began to rein in the Yin spirits they had been cultivating.

At this point, everyone realized that this battle with the wall would definitely be a protracted one.

It is not a war about short-term gains or losses.

Now that they have a firm foothold, they can proceed steadily and surely from now on.

Wang Quan had anticipated this, so he didn't care at all.

He didn't really care about these things, after all, the lower house was practically a safe zone these days.

The more evil is within these walls, the happier he is.

Because he can act recklessly and accumulate good karma at any time.

However, compared to the monks, the evil ones within the walls were not having an easy time.

The month-long battle resulted in numerous losses for the evil forces.

Although a great deal of evil still emerges from the eaves, corners, sewers, and the earth.

However, these evil beings are either old creatures that have been dormant for a long time. After they revive, they need to eat flesh and blood to regain their ferocity; otherwise, they have no fighting spirit.

Some evil forces came from other places to provide support.

As reinforcements, they demand fresh meat and blood upon arrival. Even when going to their deaths, they are picky and must prepare a perfect posture before they are willing to die.

This greatly displeased the local evildoers.

They went to the city lord's mansion to plead with the city lord.

However, the city lord had already been killed by the strange statue.

The new city lord has not yet taken office.

This saddened many evil people.

They sobbed and wept, wailing before the city lord's mansion, begging for some great evil to come out and take care of them.

After more than a month of this turmoil, a new city lord emerged.

The new city lord, upon assuming office, issued numerous orders, drawing away evil from all directions.

Despite all the hustle and bustle, and the gradual loss of ground, many evil forces felt quite pleased with themselves.

Well... at least everyone's busy now, instead of running around like headless flies.

City Lord's Mansion:

An evil creature that looked like a human, but had more than a dozen arms, each covered with eyeballs, knelt in the secret chamber.

He carefully took a statue from the box.

This statue resembles a vertical eye in the real world.

But it is far more distorted and bizarre than the vertical eye in the real world.

Its eyeballs are filled with eyeballs of different sizes, one ring inside another, like double pupils; around the eye sockets, black flames burn like peacock feathers.

The multi-armed evil being chanted incantations and invoked the image of a god.

Soon, one of the vertical eyes in the statue turned: "What is it?"

The multi-armed evil figure kowtowed, "Master, the territory we just seized has been attacked by evil humans from the real world!"

"Without special reinforcements, the territory will likely be destroyed very soon!"

One of the vertical eyes in the [Vertical-Eyed Deity Statue] rotates to check the situation.

A moment later, it grew a mouth and laughed loudly: "Little human, your skills are nothing but trifles."

"I've located the corresponding real-world position for this location!"

"Coincidentally, there's a clone of one of my distant cousins ​​here!"

"Although my distant cousin is not very capable, he has been in the real world for thousands of years and has quite a few forces under his command."

"When I wrote to it a few years ago, it said that even a single one of its clones would have thousands or tens of thousands of human cultivators flocking to worship it!"

"While it may not be able to command the wind and rain in the real world, it still wields considerable power."

"Wait a moment, I'll have my cousin take action in the real world and destroy those cultivators!"

The multi-armed evil man was overjoyed: "Master, you have so many friends; you can come up with a solution so easily!"

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Reality:

Inside the newly opened underground palace:

10087 rotated its eyes, observing the monks guarding it.

It noticed that the monks had become increasingly depressed during this period.

Previously, this group of monks would use its power to create a hundred or eighty anomalies, or even more, every day.

But these days, they've been producing fewer and fewer anomalies.

Today, only about twenty abnormal creatures were created.

Moreover, in its perception, these twenty-odd anomalies were created and then scattered randomly, regardless of whether they harmed people or spirits.

"How did they fall into depravity?"

"Why have they lost their fighting spirit?"

That day, as it was pondering how to corrupt and seduce the group of cultivators, it suddenly received a message from its true form.

The main body rarely sends messages to its clones, because each transmission comes at a huge cost.

The vertical eye clicked excitedly: "It seems the main body is about to entrust me with an important task!"

"I must fulfill the original's request!"

Thinking of this, it frantically burned its power to receive messages from the main body.

One breath...

Ten breaths...

Thirty...

Accept the message completely.

He looked at it closely, then was dumbfounded: "Is this something I can do?"

In the message, the entity, with a far-sighted attitude, pointed out that its work progress was a bit slow.

However, its efforts were also acknowledged.

Finally, I said: "I am a distant cousin, and I hope you can destroy that drowned lower house near you."

Please destroy it!

[Because, my true self once boasted to this distant relative that my clones were all very powerful; that I had tens of thousands of cultivators at my command!]

To avoid your boast being exposed, you must do your best to salvage the situation!

Number 10087 looked like he wanted to cry and curse.

However, it has no mouth.

"I don't even know how my last brother died, and now you want me to rashly strangle a drowning lower-ranking officer? Isn't that sending me to my death?"

The vertical eye was dissatisfied, but it was a task assigned by the main body, so it could only try to complete it.

At this moment, another monk came to check on its condition.

Upon seeing that the approaching cultivators were several female cultivators, it had an idea and slightly changed its form to make itself look cute.

Then, it looked at the female monks with its watery eyes and said, "Sisters, you all seem unhappy!"

One of the female cultivators sighed, "Little Eyes, you don't understand the pressure we're under!"

Her eyes twitched, and she forced back her nausea, her eyes watery as she said, "Sister, how would Little Eyes understand if you didn't tell me?"

"Tell me about it!"

A female cultivator sneered, "You dog, do you even deserve to be called one?"

Vertical eye.....

A female nun sighed and began to talk about her troubles during this period.

Meanwhile, the vertical eye quietly released a little bit of power, carefully passing through the gaps in the birdcage magic artifact blank, influencing the female cultivators and allowing them to speak more freely.

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye:

These female cultivators came over again to inspect the magical artifact's power, to prevent the Vertical Eye from escaping.

Tentacles sprouted from its vertical eye, transforming into various strange objects. When the female cultivators arrived, it smiled and said, "Sisters, I noticed that you were all feeling increasingly depressed, so I racked my brains and had a sudden inspiration. I came up with some things that can cheer you up and make you feel better."

As it spoke, it pushed many things toward the nuns.

Many of the female cultivators were not pure and innocent women, but veteran generals who had fought countless battles.

Upon seeing this, they instantly understood its usage and purpose.

One of the female cultivators sneered in disdain.

A female cultivator's eyes were filled with tears.

"Little Eyes... are you trying to lead us to depravity and ruin?"

With adorable vertical eyes: "Ladies, the pressure is high, we always need to release it!"

"A little indulgence now and then is perfectly harmless!"

"Moreover... I can grant you a sliver of eternal life amidst your indulgence, a sliver of the chance to resurrect your loved ones—a wish that isn't too difficult to fulfill!"