322: C322 Puppet Army

C322 Puppet Army

The other Gentlemen drank happily one by one. Their actions were completely tied to Han Ling. Only in this way could they express their sincerity.

The celebratory dinner lasted for the greater part of the night, and after sending everyone home, the Ling Family couldn't help but sneer. He was tired of looking at these ugly faces. If it wasn't for his obvious advantage, these people wouldn't have come to his aid out of good intentions. He could even beat a drowning dog and make it so that he would never be able to turn the situation around.

However, as a cautious person, Han Ling didn't feel like he won much in this hidden battle. On the contrary, he realized that the prince was hiding his identity.

If it was a simple person, he would definitely cause a huge ruckus if Xueyang City were to do all of these things. He didn't even hesitate to request the imperial government to send troops over. However, if that was the case, Han Ling would naturally be happy. With the arrival of the imperial army, not only could he completely chase this prince away, he could even make him into a laughingstock.

But what he wanted, he didn't get. Instead, he got the patience of this prince.

"This prince is not an ordinary person. If I want to deal with him, I'll have to use my Puppet Army." Han Ling sighed and walked into the study by himself. Then he pulled on a bookshelf in the study. At that moment, the bookshelf slowly moved away and a door appeared from the bookshelf. Han Ling walked directly into the hidden door, and the hidden door of the bookshelf closed again.

However, what he did not notice was that when he entered the door, two tiny shadows followed closely behind him, and then disappeared without a trace.

When the two shadows entered, they created a strong wind, but it quickly dissipated.

Han Ling was shocked, this secret passage was filled with a dark ghost aura. Not to mention the wind, even the air was not flowing, so how could there be wind coming in.

"Granny!"

Han Ling didn't care about it. He continued to walk forward and stopped outside a room with a hidden path.

"Come in!"

An aged voice came from the room.

Han Ling pushed the door open and walked in alone.

In the room, Grandma Gui was sitting cross-legged on the bed. A very tiger-like child was sitting cross-legged in front of him with both of them closed eyes. Grandma Gui's hand was pressing on Han Ji'er's back.

The reason why Han Ji'er was so strong at such a young age was all because of Grandma Gui's ghost aura. Otherwise, how could a three or four-year-old kid like him kill people without blinking an eye when he had just learned how to walk and talk?

When Han Ling walked in, Grandma Gui released her hand, and the ghost aura quickly entered her body. Han Ji'er also opened his eyes.

"Father, you're here." Han Ji'er opened his eyes and smiled at Han Ling.

"Hm!" Go back to bed first! Father has something to say to Granny. " Han Ling nodded.

"Yes, father!"

Han Ji'er immediately jumped down from the bed and said to Grandma Gui, "Grandma, Ji'er will be leaving first. I'll see you tomorrow. "

"Go!" Grandma Gui waved with a smile as she sent Han Ji'er out of the room. Grandma Gui was very satisfied with Han Ji'er. In his eyes, Han Ji'er had long been nurtured like a successor.

"What can I do for you?" Grandma Gui retracted her smile. Her expression was unclear. It was hard to fathom. Ye Zichen looked at Han Ling.

"Yes, Grandma!" Han Ling nodded respectfully, "Disciple, I encountered some things today. The house built by the prince was torn down by his disciple, but to his surprise, the man was not angry. Instead, he moved out his Xueyang City and camped outside the city. Disciple suspects that this person has another purpose. "

Hearing this, Grandma Gui's face gradually became overcast. His cold eyes turned vicious.

"It seems that you still haven't taken my words to heart." Grandma Gui snorted coldly as she stood up from her bed and walked down to the ground, "This person is a noble prince, willing to travel thousands of miles from the capital to the Xueyang City. Don't you understand the purpose of this man? Do you really think that they would care about a mere Xueyang City of yours? I tell you, you're wrong. "

Without holding back in the slightest, Grandma Gui shouted in a violent and furious voice. At this moment, she felt more and more that this prince had come for the sake of finding those puppets. Otherwise, how could a noble prince lower his status to be manipulated by some small fry?

Han Ling's face twitched. What he hated the most was to be manipulated by others. He accepted this old fellow as his disciple, but she was the host, scolding him everywhere. With Han Ling's personality, enduring for so long was already pretty good.

"Grandma, please give me some pointers." Han Ling suppressed his anger and asked.

"Sigh!" At this point, Grandma doesn't want to hide it from you either. " Grandma Gui sighed. At this moment, she waved her hand in the air, causing the air to distort and a bright light to flash in the room. A total of 12 strong and sturdy men in black robes appeared around Han Ling's body.

These men were clearly breathing, but they still stood on the spot. There was not even a hint of consciousness, just like a living dead person breathing.

"This is …"

Han Ling was stunned. From these people, Han Ling felt a powerful aura coming over.

"This is the purpose of that prince." Grandma Gui explained, "These twelve people are puppets created from living people. They all possess the strength of Profound Spirit Expert, and they don't know the pain, they are all complete puppet weapons. Back then, when I came to the Xueyang City from the imperial city, I coincidentally discovered these twelve Puppeteer s. Unfortunately, they were discovered by a certain powerful force within the imperial city at that time.

Grandma Gui shivered as she thought about it. During the chase, she had completely used her soul to escape, because she didn't have the slightest ability to fight back.

"Grandma is saying?" Did that prince discover his mother-in-law? You specially came here to deal with Grandma? " Han Ling was stunned. If it was like Grandma Gui said, then he really did do something stupid.

"That's exactly the case. Other than these, other than those noble people in the imperial city, who would come to a place like Xueyang City?" Grandma Gui sighed. "However, that is how it is." Come, I'll teach you how to control these Puppeteer. With these Puppeteer in your hands, you can be considered a group of Profound Spirit Expert guardians. "

Grandma Gui could only accept the challenge now that things had reached such a stage. Otherwise, she would definitely be the one to die. That power was too powerful. Grandma Gui had no right to defend herself, so she could only rely on Han Ling to destroy that prince.

Han Ling's brows twitched and a wave of happiness surged through his entire body. Twelve Profound Spirit Expert Protectors, what kind of overbearing identity was this? Even in the past few years, the Puppeteer Grandma Gui had given him were only Big Profound Master Stage, they were far from being able to compare to this.

"Yes, Granny!" A cold light flashed across Han Ling's eyes.

"Actually, controlling these Puppeteer is very simple. It is to bind it with blood. They can only be your servants, but they won't serve you. If I want to completely control them, I need to make a sacrifice. " Grandma Gui narrowed her eyes as she spoke with a profound tone.

"Sacrifice?" "How do we use Sacrificial Arts?" Han Ling asked curiously.

"The souls of these puppets have already spread to every part of their bodies. That is to say, they don't have souls in their essence. The only method of offering is to use other souls to offer sacrifices to them." However, the higher the soul, the more powerful the effect the sacrifice would have. They're more loyal to you. " With that, Grandma Gui suddenly walked to the corner of the room and grabbed a black snake from within a cage. Then he called Han Ling and said, "Drop your blood on one of the Puppeteer."

Han Ling nodded and did not refuse. He immediately bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the Puppeteer's shoulder, and very quickly, the Puppeteer absorbed it, causing a bloody mist to float around the puppet's body.

Grandma Gui then made a grabbing motion with her hand towards the snake's head.

"Puchi!"

The snake's head fell to the ground, blood spurting out from its body. Following that, an illusory serpent suddenly floated out of the snake's body. As if it was attracted by a strong attraction force, it quickly flew towards the Puppeteer's body.

Once it landed on the Puppeteer, the illusory snake immediately turned into mist and disappeared.

However, the eyes of the originally dull and emotionless Puppeteer suddenly flashed and revealed a hint of consciousness. Its eyes were immediately fixated on Han Ling as they were turned around. Han Ling was stunned, he felt like he was being watched by a snake.

"Master!"

Immediately after, the Puppeteer kneeled down. The respectful one was lying at Han Ling's feet.

"Granny, this is …"

Han Ling was very happy and looked at Grandma Gui excitedly.

"He is already your puppet, but the soul of the snake is too weak. "He's not very strong in the first place, so he can only maintain this state for a short period of time." Grandma Gui immediately explained.

As soon as Grandma Gui finished speaking, the puppet immediately stood up. It regained its initial blank look and stood motionlessly on the spot.

"What kind of soul can keep them long?" Han Ling's eyes were filled with anticipation. If he could control such a power for a long period of time, he would have the right to speak, let alone dominate it with his Xueyang City.

After all, it was said that a Profound Spirit Expert could fly in the sky and soar through the earth, and was only an extremely strong existence in the Empire.

If a dozen or so profound spirits combined, even Profound King would have to concede.

Although Han Ling's strength had increased greatly in the past four years, he understood one thing. The stronger he was, the more helpful it would be to him.

"People!" Grandma Gui said a simple word and turned around. She muttered to herself, "Man stands at the peak of everything. His soul is stronger than any living being. Even the legendary dragons could not compare to humans. However, there were many types of human souls. The more powerful a person was, the stronger their soul would be. If the soul of one Profound King was taken out and given to the twelve Puppeteer to be used, the strength between them would definitely reach the limit of a Profound Spirit. Under the power of Profound King, they would be considered the first. "

"Soul?" Han Ling's gaze fell on Grandma Gui. Grandma Gui was in a soul form, and Han Ling knew this very well.1

If a soul without a body formed a physical spirit body, then how strong would that soul be? It was simply unimaginable.

"Then... "Granny's soul can support these twelve golems for how long?" Han Ling sneered coldly. The original respect had been replaced with malevolence and a sneer.

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