Crafting Immortality: Starting by Turning Myself into a Puppet
Chapter 815

One of the Nine Souls

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The Great Sheng Dynasty was an ancient dynasty from a thousand years ago. Its history had also been exceedingly brief—an ancient dynasty that could almost be described as "a flash in the pan."

And the Overlord of Dasheng was one of the most underestimated figures in the cultivation world throughout history—a truly formidable overlord.

For a long time, people had regarded him merely as a mortal emperor. Moreover, that era lay a thousand years in the past, with historical records scarce. There was very little information about how Great Sheng had unified the world. Later generations knew only that the Overlord of Dasheng had swept through the five paths and eight desolations like rotten wood and dry weeds. Few knew anything deeper.

Only later did people learn that the Overlord of Dasheng had once slain the Tribulationless Daoist, founder of the Tribulationless Sea, and that he had also been the spokesperson for the Duluo Immortal Palace.

That overlord had indeed fallen, but no one knew whether the black tower placed here was attempting to awaken this ancient and formidable being from across the vast ages.

From the doors deep within the black tower, an ancient procession emerged. Squad after squad of Great Sheng elite soldiers marched out, clad in iron armor, their ranks perfectly aligned as they advanced beneath a heavy aura of yin energy, as though they had walked out of a thousand years ago.

Behind those ancient Great Sheng military banners, amidst billowing black mist, a majestic pitch-black warhorse could be seen striding through the air. Surrounded by countless Great Sheng iron cavalry, a figure clad in black metallic divine armor, holding a long blade and radiating an air that could cow heaven and earth, walked step by step out of the depths of black time and space.

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