Three Mortal Worlds

Thinking of the drastic changes in the Human Realm.

Ding Ling dared not waste any more time.

With a thought, he instructed the eighty-two Puppet Soldiers to set up a Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation.

Then, with the Ghost Sword as its core, Ding Ling suppressed and sealed the Alchemy Furnace.

The Ghost Sword had also gained considerable benefits.

It now rivaled the Snow Drinking Saber.

Moreover, every Puppet Soldier was at least as strong as a Shattering Realm expert, and over seventy of them were considerably stronger than Zhang Jiao.

Their auras were connected, born from the same source.

The strength of over eighty soldiers converged into one! With the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation supporting them, keeping the Alchemy Furnace suppressed for a time would pose little difficulty.

All of this.

Happened within two breaths.

As the Puppet Soldiers' Creator.

Ding Ling could communicate with them effortlessly. With a single thought, they understood his intentions and swiftly coordinated their movements and positions.

Thus, once the furnace was suppressed, the Sword Spirit formed hand seals, opened the gate to the Underworld, and stepped out.

Thrum!

A two-hundred-foot-tall gate to the Underworld manifested before his main body.

The next instant.

The Sword Spirit emerged and slipped into his main body.

Boom!

An immensely powerful aura surged from Ding Ling's body into the heavens.

This was the power the Sword Spirit fed back to him.

"The Sword Spirit is even stronger than my main body now."

Ding Ling was astonished.

"Now that the Sword Spirit has merged with me, I can use all its methods and abilities."

"And the Heavenly Might of the Underworld's Heavenly Dao has somehow blessed me as well."

Ding Ling could sense a strange power blessing him from deep within the void.

This was Heavenly Might!

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