What Kind of Monster

Twelve powerful auras were rapidly closing in. Even the weakest were at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm, while Tiangang, their leader, had reached the Human King Realm.

"We can only fight head-on."

Gu Sheng's Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron spun rapidly within him, and an icy aura identical to Nether River Venerable's erupted from his body.

Boom!

Twelve figures landed almost simultaneously, kicking up dust that filled the sky.

Their gazes were cold and murderous, but the instant Gu Sheng released Nether River Venerable's aura, their expressions immediately turned blank.

"Kneel!"

Gu Sheng shouted sharply.

The twelve martial artists dropped to one knee in unison, their movements neat and uniform like well-trained soldiers.

Fine beads of sweat formed on Gu Sheng's forehead. Controlling twelve corpse puppets at once placed an enormous strain on his mind.

He had to end this quickly.

"Now, kill each other until only one remains!"

Gu Sheng gave the cruel command.

In an instant, the previously silent corpse puppets erupted into action.

The two Martial Ancestor Realm warriors nearest each other attacked almost simultaneously. One struck with a palm like a blade, aiming straight for the other's throat, while the other threw a dragon-like punch at his opponent's heart.

Bang!

Blood sprayed through the air as the two Martial Ancestor Realm warriors died at the same time.

The other corpse puppets also found their targets and launched into fierce combat.

Gu Sheng retreated behind a boulder and watched the slaughter with cold eyes.

The Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron continued operating within him, maintaining his control over the corpse puppets.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out as another Martial Ancestor Realm warrior had his chest torn open by a companion, his heart forcibly ripped out.

As the strongest Human King Realm corpse puppet, Tiangang was unstoppable. With