Boom!
A vast bolt of lightning, suddenly a thousand zhang in diameter, crashed down from the heavens.
Heavenly lightning exploded.
Endless lightning radiance erupted, annihilating everything within a hundred li of the area.
Among those caught in this unforeseen calamity was an innocent low-level Mortal Cultivator cautiously making his way onward.
In an instant.
That faint-auraed figure vanished directly into nothingness.
Not even a scrap remained.
That was right.
This innocent passerby was a Soul Puppet possessed by Cheng Buzheng.
At the sight.
Cheng Buzheng's incarnation, located far beyond Thunder Abyss, showed no change in expression, though the corner of his eye still twitched involuntarily.
"Damn it, another one scrapped!"
Cheng Buzheng could not help grumbling inwardly.
Clearly.
This was far from the first or second time such a scene had occurred.
From his earlier fury to now, he had become somewhat numb.
The change in his attitude was exceedingly obvious.
All told, he had scrapped eighty or ninety Soul Puppets so far.
Even though Cheng Buzheng had grown somewhat numb to it, every time he saw such a sight, he could not help cursing inwardly.
This showed just how difficult it was to explore the Thunder Abyss forbidden land without a map.
Otherwise.
Cheng Buzheng would not have scrapped so many Soul Puppets.
Yet where there was loss, there was gain.
After sacrificing a great number of Soul Puppets, Cheng Buzheng had already felt out certain patterns.
At this moment, though Cheng Buzheng was not completely certain he could have a Soul Puppet retrace the route once more, so long as no unforeseen variables arose...
He was still sixty to seventy percent confident that the Soul Puppet he possessed could travel once again along the route previously taken by the scrapped Soul Puppets.
Fortunately, after the extensive scouting carried