Three million li north of the Zhaiyue Kingdom.
Beneath a bottomless pool of black water in a secluded valley lay the Ghost Control Sect.
At that moment.
Blood-red light flickered in a secret cave of the Ghost Control Sect.
Over a hundred streaks of blood-red light gathered together from the void, like snakes slithering toward one another.
The one drawing them together was Zhao Liwen, sect master of the Ghost Control Sect.
Boom!
Suddenly, the first streak of blood-red light snapped.
Zhao Liwen furrowed his brows. "A Copper Armored Corpse was killed?"
The blood-red light in his hand was the blood contract he had forged with the Copper Armored Corpses.
No matter how far away they were, he could use this light to control them.
When a streak of blood-red light snapped, it meant the corresponding Copper Armored Corpse had been destroyed.
Zhao Liwen then relaxed his brow and sneered. "I have over a hundred Copper Armored Corpses. What's one death?"
He guessed that the Zhaiyue Kingdom must have paid a tremendous price to destroy that one Copper Armored Corpse.
Otherwise, more than one should have been destroyed.
After waiting for nearly half an incense stick's time, he saw no more Copper Armored Corpses destroyed.
That only confirmed his earlier guess.
Another incense stick's time passed.
Boom!
The second streak of blood-red light snapped.
Zhao Liwen shook his head and sneered. "It took you this long to destroy another one. Zhao Hongyao, you really are a useless, incompetent ruler!"
Thinking of how Zhao Hongyao had been left in a fluster by the Copper Armored Corpses, Zhao Liwen felt a rush of satisfaction.
"I'd like to see how long it takes you to kill a third one!"
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
Just as Zhao Liwen finished speaking, the blood-red lights