Chapter 158: Chapter 151: Tier 2 Corpse Puppet, Puppet Dao Battle Array

A man and his three puppets stood in an eerie standoff within the gorge. But Lu Zhao’s gaze wasn’t on the three motionless Fierce Apes. It pierced through the thin mist, locking onto the center of the gorge where the main coffin lay, still shrouded in the last vestiges of Yin Qi. The final king within was about to awaken.

「One day later.」

"BOOM!!!!!"

A deafening roar, a hundred times more terrifying than the sound of the previous three coffins shattering combined, suddenly erupted! The entire Yinmu Mountain trembled violently! The steep cliffs on both sides of the gorge shook fiercely, and countless rocks rained down like a torrential storm!

In the center of the gorge, the wooden coffin inscribed with the most intricate runes exploded into a cloud of dust amidst an earth-shattering roar!

Before the dust could even settle, an aura ten times more powerful than the terrifying pressure of the three Iron Ape Corpse Puppets suddenly descended! Wherever this presence passed, the dust on the gorge floor was instantly pressed flat. Even the falling debris seemed to hang in the air for a moment, stalled by the invisible force.

The dust slowly settled, revealing a massive, thirty-foot-tall figure. It rose slowly from the shattered base of the coffin, like a mountain pulled from the earth’s core, exuding an overwhelming sense of power.

This was it—the ultimate weapon born from Lu Zhao’s immense investment of effort and resources: the Tier Two Strong Demon Ape Corpse Puppet!

Its form was larger and more solid than the Tier One High-Grade Iron Apes. Unlike their bluish-black hides, its body possessed a deep, heavy, dark gold sheen.

Lu Zhao looked up. He saw knotted muscles bulging over its frame, their savage contours like cooled lava, brimming with pure, unadulterated destructive power. The skin covering these muscles was no ordinary flesh; it was a dense, keratinous layer that gleamed with a metallic luster in the dim light of the Gorge.

But what truly astonished Lu Zhao wasn’t any of this. It was the puppet’s "eyes"—the Nether Ghost Fire had vanished, and in its place were two dark red gems that resembled solidified blood.

Lu Zhao saw no trace of emotion in its gaze—only pure, unadulterated killing intent!

The thirty-foot-tall demonic body stood like a mountain, wreathed in dense Yin Evil Qi. It made no sound. Its enormous, dark-gold-furred head turned with excruciating slowness, its blood-red eyes piercing through the lingering dust to finally lock onto Lu Zhao, perched atop a massive boulder high above.

Cold. Silent. Overwhelming.

That was Lu Zhao’s first impression. A terrifying pressure, one unique to the Foundation Establishment realm, instantly bore down on his Heart Spirit. An instinctive tremor ran through the depths of his soul, and for a moment, his very blood seemed to freeze.

However, deep within Lu Zhao’s Heart Spirit, a long-suppressed passion suddenly ignited—an irrepressible excitement and unparalleled joy!

’Perfect! It’s perfect!’ Lu Zhao roared internally. This Tier Two Corpse Puppet, which had cost him the majority of his fortune, was finally complete!

It hadn’t gone rogue. There was only a profound, abyssal silence and Lu Zhao’s absolute dominion over it.

This was the ultimate result of three sleepless days and nights, of him exhausting his spiritual energy to painstakingly engrave the most precise and complex Control Spirit Patterns!

Without a moment’s hesitation, he sank his consciousness into the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness. There, eight Divine Sense Threads shone brilliantly. Following the technique described in the Foundation Establishment Chapter of the *Thousand Threads Technique*, Lu Zhao willed five of the threads to converge.

HUMMM!

A peculiar hum, perceptible only to the Spiritual Soul, rippled through the core of his Sea of Consciousness. The five dazzling threads instantly fused together as if they were living things.

With a flash of light, the five independent threads vanished. In their place appeared a single, intricately profound seal—the very Divine Sense Brand described in the Foundation Establishment Chapter!

’Transforming Divine Silk into a seal... This Thousand Threads Technique... The legacy from the Puppet Bead is simply divine!’ Lu Zhao marveled internally.

But this was no time for sentiment. Lu Zhao’s Divine Sense locked onto the Strong Demon Ape Corpse Puppet below, shooting toward it like an invisible thread!

"Go!"

Where his mind went, his Divine Sense followed!

WHOOSH!

The seal, forged from the majority of Lu Zhao’s Divine Sense Threads, instantly shot out from his Sea of Consciousness. It became a streak of light, branding itself with flawless precision onto the Demon Ape Corpse Puppet’s newly formed core—the Corpse Bead!

BOOM!

An indescribable, unprecedentedly intimate connection instantly formed between Lu Zhao’s Spiritual Soul and the Strong Demon Ape Corpse Puppet!

He felt as if he had become one with the Giant Ape, able to clearly "touch" the dormant volcano of Yin Evil Power within its body. The strength of its every contracting muscle fiber, the defense of every wisp of coalescing Evil Qi—it was all rendered in perfect detail within his Divine Sense.

Tentatively, almost imperceptibly, he directed a thought.

CRASH!

The Demon Ape Corpse Puppet’s massive, dark-gold left foot slammed down, taking a heavy step forward onto the iron-hard ground with colossal force!

The ground trembled violently. A terrifying web of cracks spread out from the point of impact with a sharp CRACKLE, extending for over a hundred feet before fading. Shattered rock flew everywhere. Although the movement still possessed the characteristic stiffness and sluggishness of a puppet, that single step contained enough power to split the earth and shatter mountains!

A surge of elation filled Lu Zhao, but his brow quickly furrowed. He had successfully established control over the Tier Two Corpse Puppet, but the feedback from his Divine Sense indicated that his control was not yet completely effortless.

He could still feel the strain. Even though his Divine Sense was already on par with the Foundation Establishment realm, he was not yet able to wield its power freely or control every ounce of its strength with perfect precision.

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