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"Kill all these people."

Ye Ming raised his hand and immediately gave orders to the 100 Tyrants behind him.

"Bang bang bang..."

In an instant.

The 100 towering tyrants charged rapidly toward the few disciples of the Moon-Gazing Sect.

These tyrants, though they cannot fly.

But thanks to his height advantage.

Even in this secret room, the disciples of the Lan Yue Sect did not gain any advantage.

In the blink of an eye.

The two injured Lan Yue Sect disciples were smashed into mincemeat by the tyrant's fists.

The other three disciples of the Lan Yue Sect did not last long either.

In the end, they all met a tragic end at the hands of those tyrants.

One of the disciples even tried to slip away during the journey.

But sadly.

Ye Ming had already had several Tyrants block the exit.

Even if he wanted to run away, he couldn't.

In the end, unsurprisingly, all these cunning Lan Yue Sect disciples were dealt with by Ye Ming.

Ye Ming also casually retrieved the storage bags from their bodies.

These cultivators, who had remained at the Qi Refining stage for a long time, were all incredibly wealthy.

There are nearly a thousand spirit stones alone.

There are also a large number of elixirs and magical artifacts.

This is quite a haul.

No wonder those cultivators like to ambush their companions outside.

So, murder and robbery really is a shortcut to getting rich!

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Chapter 029 Breaking the Divine Array! 100 Tyrants Not Enough? Then Let's Get Another 800!

After cleaning up the battlefield, Ye Ming walked over to Nangong Wan.

He brushed the dirt off his clothes, then looked at Nangong Wan and said, "Master, step back a bit, I need to break the formation..."

"Oh, okay~".

Nangong Wan was stunned for a moment after realizing what was happening, and then immediately took a few steps back.

She dared not underestimate Ye Ming now.

This kid was able to cultivate to the thirteenth level of the Qi Refining stage in such a short time.

Moreover, he can now control 100 corpse puppets at the tenth level of the Qi Refining stage at once.

She would be an idiot if she underestimated the other person again.

"My God~ What kind of disciple have I taken on?"

Nangong Wan pursed her lips, pondering to herself.

And the other side.

Ye Ming also began to act.

He ordered the 100 corpse puppets to continuously bombard one point of the God-Trapping Array.

Prepare to break through from a single point.

And those 100 corpse puppets did not disappoint him.

Under constant bombardment.

The Binding God Formation, reinforced by the array flags, quickly developed cracks.

"Is it all done?"

Ye Ming's pupils contracted slightly.

But next second.

He then discovered that the light shield, which had already developed cracks, had repaired itself.

“Those array flags contain a trace of Nascent Soul power that is constantly replenishing the array. Although your corpse puppets are incredibly strong, they are still not strong enough to break through this array's protective barrier.”

Nangong Wan hurriedly reminded her.

"Ye Ming, if it really doesn't work out, you should leave first."

"The Crimson Forbidden Land will only be open for three days. After three days, the spatial passage will close!"

"You'll have to stay here for 60 years, and then you can leave when the forbidden area opens again."

Ye Ming is a cultivation genius that appears only once in a thousand years, and Nangong Wan doesn't want him to be trapped here.

After all, this forbidden area lacks spiritual energy and is no longer suitable for cultivators.

If Ye Ming is trapped here for 60 years because of me.

Then wouldn't I, as his master, be harming him?

However, Ye Ming's next words stunned Nangong Wan instantly.

“Living in seclusion here with my master for 60 years sounds pretty good.”

Nangong Wan looked at Ye Ming in disbelief, a rare hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

She never expected Ye Ming to say such a thing.

Would they rather give up the opportunity to become a high-level cultivator than stay here with me?

How could there be such a person in this world?

Nangong Wan was deeply moved.

To know.

In the world of cultivation, once a cultivator begins to cultivate, they will only desperately try to break through to a higher realm.

Some people want to obtain cultivation resources.

They might even betray their family and friends, at any cost.

Because while cultivators are increasing their cultivation level...

It will also grant you an endless lifespan.

For example, the lifespan of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is 200 years.

Golden Core cultivators, on the other hand, can live for up to 500 years.

As for Nascent Soul cultivators, they can even have a lifespan of a thousand years.

It is said that the legendary Void Refinement and Body Integration Realm can even grant people eternal life.

Transcend the suffering of reincarnation and live as long as the heavens!

Isn't this exactly what cultivators are pursuing?

However, Nangong Wan never expected this.

His disciple was clearly capable of achieving even greater things than him, and could even have reached that legendary realm.

But for his sake, the other party was willing to stay in this blood-red forbidden land where spiritual energy was depleted.

They have lived for hundreds of years.

This was the first time Nangong Wan had ever seen someone so foolish.

But it's also adorably silly.

Her naiveté touched her slightly.

of course.

Ye Ming had no idea what Nangong Wan was thinking.

Because he was just saying it casually.

He didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for 60 years.

"Since breaking through from one point won't work, let's smash them all. I want to see how many times the Nascent Soul power on these array flags can repair this array."

Ye Ming gave a soft shout, and then released the remaining 800 Tyrants from the space capsule.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

In an instant.

The once spacious stone palace chamber was suddenly filled with a dense crowd of tyrants.

"Attack together! Shatter this God-Trapping Array!"

With Ye Ming's command.

The 800 tyrants immediately joined the ranks of those bombarding the God-Trapping Array.

But this time.

They no longer attack one area at a time, but instead bombard one place in turn.

Instead, they all dispersed and used their steel-like fists to simultaneously smash the protective barrier of the God-Trapping Array from all directions.

Some tyrants even jumped above the God-Trapping Array and used the force of their fall to bombard the light shield.

“Boom boom boom boom…”

The criticism was incessant.

Under the fierce attack of 900 tyrants.

The entire stone hall seemed to be shaking violently.

The cracks on the God-Trapping Array began to multiply.

The speed at which the battle flags could be repaired was far slower than the speed at which 900 Tyrants could destroy them.

It didn't take long.

The protective shield of the God-Trapping Array was already riddled with holes and covered with countless cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment.

"They've summoned so many corpse puppets again!"

"How can this be?"

Looking at the burly figures relentlessly bombarding the God-Trapping Array, Nangong Wan's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment.

How come this kid has so many corpse puppets on him?

Moreover, how could he possibly control so many corpse puppets at once with his divine sense?

"—Bang!"

Just as Nangong Wan was in shock.

The already cracked Divine Binding Array finally gave way.

With a crisp, cracking sound.

The array's protective barrier shattered with a deafening roar, eventually dissipating into specks of light in the air.

The array flags lost their power and fell to the ground, where Ye Ming casually picked them up.