The Might of Foundation Establishment!

Chapter 43: The Might of Foundation Establishment!

"Quite vigilant."

Lu Qingfeng, observing through the Truth Destroyer Type-1, saw that the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples in the shellfish field ahead had already taken out their Talisman Artifacts and were on high alert.

The Ghost Spirit Sect, one of the Six Demonic Sects, specialized in ghost manipulation and demon taming techniques, as well as poison and assassination arts.

These skills would undoubtedly give ordinary cultivators a headache. However, the Hundred Crafts Sect happened to specialize in crafting Puppets, which could counter ghosts and poison arts.

Currently, Lu Qingfeng was commanding a hundred Truth Destroyer Type-1 units, advancing in a fan formation to surround the Spirit Turtle Shellfish Field.

The dense forest and swamp were filled with rustling sounds.

Qian Sen concentrated, sneering, "Playing spooky tricks!"

But he never loosened his grip on the black bead in his hand.

Suddenly.

Whoosh!

An arrow sliced through the air, heading straight for a disciple in front of Qian Sen.

"A sneak attack!"

"This is all the Hundred Crafts Sect brats are capable of!"

Qian Sen scoffed, and a bone-white skull suddenly appeared in his hand.

His fingers passed through the skull's facial orifices. As True Qi circulated, he gently waved his hand, and two humanoid phantoms floated out of the skull. They hovered in the air and gave a gentle push, deflecting the incoming arrow.

Swish!

Clang!

The arrow flew into the dense forest, piercing several ancient trees before finally embedding itself in a trunk with a clang.

"Ghost manipulation technique!"

Lu Qingfeng's gaze focused on the two humanoid phantoms that had blocked the arrow, and a thought struck him.

This must be the Ghost Spirit Sect's signature move, the spirits controlled by this person!

As soon as these two spirits appeared, after deflecting the arrow, they darted towards the direction it came from. Spirits had no physical form and were extremely fast. In a blink, they reached one of the Puppets Lu Qingfeng was currently inhabiting.

"Volley fire!"

Lu Qingfeng's consciousness shifted to another Puppet.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

A hundred Truth Destroyer Type-1 units leaped out of the forest simultaneously. Fifty of them (archer versions) nocked the Sun Piercing Bow, armed with either Armor Piercing Arrows or Shockwave Arrows.

Arrows were unleashed in unison!

"Puppets?!"

"Not good!"

Qian Sen controlled the spirits to attack the 'person' who had fired the arrow, only to pass right through them. He then realized the target was actually the Puppets.

And in the next instant, a hundred Puppets appeared at once.

Qian Sen's heart chilled!

Putting aside the combat power of a hundred Puppets, just this display indicated that the attacker was no ordinary person.

"Kill!"

Qian Sen gripped the skull Talisman Artifact in one hand, crushed the black bead in the other, and roared, ordering the disciples behind him to charge at the Puppets.

He himself dodged the arrows and retreated rapidly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Arrows rained down.

The Puppets, tireless, immediately unleashed five volleys. Two hundred and fifty arrows enveloped Qian Sen and the thirty-seven disciples around him.

These disciples each summoned their Talisman Artifacts, surrounded by ghost energy and chilling winds.

But!

The nine cultivators at the True Qi Stage could barely hold on, while the twenty-eight disciples whose cultivation was still at the Fetal Respiration Realm couldn't even withstand three volleys before their Talisman Artifacts shattered, and they fell into pools of blood.

Lu Qingfeng saw that among the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples, the leader was the first to flee. Following him, the nine surviving True Qi Stage disciples scattered under the arrow storm.

"Trying to escape?"

The archer Puppets continued to fire, disrupting their escape, while fifty shield-wielding Puppets gave chase.

"Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blades!"

The shield-wielding Puppets brandished crescent-shaped long blades and swung them forcefully. Eight smaller blades appeared out of thin air, raining down like a barrage on the nine fleeing figures.

"Golden Light Art!"

"Mystic Iron Shield!"

"Linked Heart Mother-Child Ghost!"

The nine cultivators felt a surge of alarm and each unleashed their own techniques, hoping to block the attack.

But blocking one puppet's attack was one thing. How could they possibly block the combined assault of fifty shield-wielding puppets and fifty archer puppets?

Bang, bang, bang!

With a series of explosive sounds—

The Golden Light Art shattered!

The Mystic Iron Shield fell!

The Linked Heart Mother-Child Ghost dissipated into smoke!

Arrows pierced their hearts, and the nine True Qi Stage disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect instantly perished, their souls scattered!

"Retreat!"

Lu Qingfeng glanced at the direction of the only person who managed to escape and immediately ordered the puppets to withdraw.

The battle was swift and decisive.

One hundred Second Level Puppets swarmed forward, leaving ordinary cultivators with no chance to retaliate.

The strongest peak True Qi Stage cultivator was directly scared away, and the remaining disciples lost the will to fight. They were pursued relentlessly, and the spoils were abundant!

Before the Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect could arrive, they had vanished without a trace.

Even a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator would not dare to rashly pursue a hundred Second Level Puppets, fearing an ambush.

Thus.

Lu Qingfeng commanded one thousand and twenty puppets, venturing deep into the Black Water Swamp, continuously searching for and harassing the shellfish fields, medicine gardens, and mines occupied by the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Hundreds of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples were slain.

During this process, the puppets also suffered losses. Once, due to encountering a Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator, a squad of puppets that failed to retreat in time was completely annihilated!

Foundation Establishment Stage!

Reaching this realm meant one could begin to communicate with the power of heaven and earth, marking the beginning of the Immortal Dao. Their techniques were extraordinary, and their destructive power was astonishing.

The one Lu Qingfeng encountered held a banner. With a casual wave, ghosts emerged and set up a great formation. Yin Fire erupted, and even though the puppets were within it, they couldn't discern their direction. Under their chaotic attacks, they were eventually refined into a pool of molten iron by the Yin Fire!

However, that Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator did not fare well either.

As the hundred puppets were gradually refined by the Yin Fire, and only eight remained, a gap was torn in the Yin Fire formation.

Lu Qingfeng saw through the puppets that the Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator, as thin as a bamboo pole, watched as his black triangular banner, along with the formation, was broken, scattering into dozens of fragments.

His expression was as dark as it could be, and a hint of heartache could be seen!

With a final, powerful palm strike, it transformed into a colossal hand seal that crushed the eight puppets that had broken through the formation into dust.

The vision disappeared!

"That black banner should be a second-tier Magic Artifact, and this cultivator's cultivation is no less than the second realm of Foundation Establishment."

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged in the Black Sand Artifact Refining Room. He felt no heartache over the destruction of a hundred puppets. In fact, even if all one thousand-plus puppets in the game were destroyed, as long as he could figure out suitable tactics and combat methods, and gain a more intuitive understanding of the puppets' combat power, it would all be worth it.

Lu Qingfeng refined and stockpiled puppets solely as preparation for a counterattack against the Returning Truth Sect in reality.

"The Truth Destroyer Type-1, equipped with Magic Artifacts, is a slaughter against ordinary True Qi Stage cultivators. However, against Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivators, it falls far short."

"I wonder if the Returning Truth Sect has any Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

Lu Qingfeng pondered.

In the game, he could easily craft a hundred or a thousand puppets. But in reality, in Miao Yin City, obtaining massive amounts of materials was difficult.

"If the Returning Truth Sect has no Foundation Establishment cultivators, about ten Truth Destroyer Type-1s could sweep them away. If there are Foundation Establishment cultivators, even the weakest Qi Guiding Stage cultivator would require a hundred puppets to contend with."

Having witnessed the might of the Ghost Spirit Sect's Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator and experiencing the difficulty of mass-producing Truth Destroyer Type-1s in reality, Lu Qingfeng harbored doubts about the "swarm" tactic.

"It seems I must proceed cautiously."

"After dealing with the Returning Truth Sect, I'll also need to research the crafting of advanced puppets."

The power displayed by the Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator with every movement caused Lu Qingfeng's thoughts to shift. However, all of this would have to wait until after he dealt with the Returning Truth Sect and left Shangyang Kingdom.

Thinking of the Returning Truth Sect, Lu Qingfeng suddenly sensed someone calling him in reality. He immediately ordered the remaining puppets in the Black Water Swamp to disperse and find hidden locations.

Then, he hastily logged off.