Wang Baole's Dark Dream had allowed him to master many Dark Arts. Previously, he hadn't been able to use them because of his low cultivation level. Now that his cultivation level had reached the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm, he could use many Dark Arts.
For example, Returning Sun was a technique that allowed one to condense a dead soul into an object. There were many restrictions when using it, and the soul had to be completely defenseless. It was considered a forbidden technique in the Dark Sect.
However, Wang Baole no longer had any forbidden techniques. As he used the Dark Arts, the 12 Emperors' souls trembled violently and transformed into 12 black streaks of light. They rushed toward the 12 puppets that Wang Baole had taken out and fused with them in an instant.
In an instant, the 12 puppets trembled, and an early-stage Spirit Immortal realm aura slowly emerged from them. Their auras weren't very stable yet, and they still needed some time to fuse with the puppets. Wang Baole wasn't in a hurry. After carefully inspecting them and confirming that there were no problems, he waved his right hand and stored the 12 puppets away.
"I don't need to nourish them for long. I already have 12 Spirit Immortal puppets!
There's also the million dead souls … Wang Baole was pleased with himself. He felt that not only had he achieved a shocking breakthrough in his cultivation this time, he had also gained a lot. Therefore, he happily stored the hundred thousand puppets and the million dead souls within them into his storage bag. Then, he took a deep breath and looked around him.
"Usually, there will be some burial items in a cemetery. This is the Divine Eye civilization's imperial mausoleum, and all the previous emperors were buried here after they died. There must be many burial items." Wang Baole's eyes lit up, and his divine sense spread out. With his late-stage Spirit Immortal realm divine sense, even though the imperial mausoleum wasn't small, it was still enveloped by his divine sense in an instant. After quickly scanning the area, Wang Baole's body trembled, and his eyes widened.
"These …" Wang Baole's breathing quickened because of what he saw with his divine sense. In the next instant, he took a step forward and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in the sky above the palace. When he looked down, he immediately saw that in the imperial mausoleum, with the palace as the center, there were four huge mountains around it!
These four mountains looked like mountains, but when Wang Baole's Dharma Eyes lifted the veil, what was revealed to him caused waves of emotions to surge through his heart.
The first mountain seemed to have been assimilated by the passage of time and had completely fused into one. It was formed by countless Spirit Stones. Wang Baole hadn't noticed it before because the Spirit Qi within the mountain's Spirit Stones had completely dissipated. Thus, it looked no different from a normal's mountain.
There are at least tens of millions of Spirit Stones … Wang Baole gasped. While he was shocked, he quickly approached the Spirit Stones and inspected them carefully. He clutched his chest and felt his heart ache.
"I'm too late!! If only I had come a few thousand or ten thousand years earlier … "Wang Baole pulled a long face. He couldn't tell what he was feeling at that moment. After a long while, he looked at the second mountain. This mountain was formed by countless pills, but … these pills were like the Spirit Stones. While they had no Spirit Qi, they had also deteriorated and lost their effectiveness.
"Are the Divine Eye civilization stupid? How could they be so wasteful? Could it be that they were very rich back then?" Wang Baole arrived at the Mountain of Pills with a pained heart. He stared blankly at everything before him. After a long while, he arrived at the third and fourth mountains listlessly. These two mountains were the Dharmic treasure mountain and the Battleship mountain!
When Wang Baole saw the former, his sense of regret intensified. However, because he was a master artificer himself, he knew very well that Dharma treasures that could be corroded by time were usually not precious items. Thus, although his heart still ached, he left after inspecting them.
However … when he came to the last mountain and looked at the mountain formed by countless battleships, Wang Baole was completely disheartened. His heart ached to the extreme.
"Heavens, this is too wasteful …" Wang Baole wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Especially when he discovered that there were Dharma Battleships in the mountain, and there were thousands of them. He felt as if his heart had been hammered by an invisible fist, and his entire body shook.
"The Divine Eye civilization must be crazy. No matter how powerful they are, they wouldn't bury a thousand Dharma Battleships. Which bastard did this?!" Wang Baole was instantly enraged. His heart was bleeding, but at the same time, he was also puzzled. Logically speaking, the Divine Eye civilization shouldn't be so powerful. Thus, after careful observation, he sighed.
"They didn't bury the Dharma Battleships all at once, but multiple times … It should be that after every bastard dies, they'll bury more or less Dharma Battleships with them … Moreover, these Dharma Battleships have cracks. They don't look like they've been corroded by time, but more like they were damaged when they were alive …
"Thinking about it, that's about right. After all, this is a civilization. Who knows how many years have passed since it was founded?" Wang Baole sighed. Unwilling to give up, he went forward and took out a Dharma Battleship. After careful inspection, he confirmed that these Dharma Battleships were completely dead. All that was left were corpses.
Perhaps it was because of their past injuries, or perhaps it was because of the passage of time, but they were no longer of value to be harvested. However, Wang Baole was unwilling to leave just like that. Thus, he stood there in silence for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his right hand and grabbed at the air. After taking out a Dharma Battleship, he began to modify it.
Even though it was already a corpse and had lost its value, Wang Baole's proficiency in artifact refinement gave him the ability to turn something rotten into something miraculous. He took apart some self-destructing battleships and fused them into the battleship. With Wang Baole's hard work, he finally managed to restore some value to the dead Dharmic Battleship.
The embodiment of this value was the principle of recycling waste. This allowed the corpse of the Dharma Battleship to recover part of its power in an instant and then self-destruct. However, the power was very small, only about 10% of a normal Dharma Battleship.
However, there were thousands of Dharma Battleships here. If he modified all of them, it would be a considerable gain. Wang Baole gritted his teeth and took out his 100,000 puppets. Because of the Soul Guiding Parasite, it was easier to control them. Thus, after three days, Wang Baole finished modifying more than 900 Dharma Battleships with the hard work of the 100,000 puppets. They became his self-destructing Dharma Battleships.
"Although their power is average, they can still scare people!" Wang Baole sighed. This was perhaps the only thing that he felt was good about these Dharma Battleships — their appearance …
Under his modification, although the power of their self-destruction was very weak, these Dharma Battleships still looked very scary. They were no different from normal Dharma Battleships.
Thus, Wang Baole comforted himself and reluctantly accepted this result. After putting away all the Dharma Battleships, he looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.
"If that's the case … it's time to leave." Wang Baole looked around and spread out his divine sense again to check the entire Imperial Mausoleum. After making sure that he didn't miss anything, he finally looked at the palace floating in the air.
"It's a pity that this is an illusion and not a real thing. Otherwise … I could sell it for some money if I dismantled it." Shaking his head regretfully, Wang Baole's body suddenly flickered and he rushed toward the sky. When he arrived, he raised his right hand and punched out.
The sky roared and a huge vortex was directly blasted open by Wang Baole. On the one hand, it was because of his powerful cultivation. On the other hand, it was because he had become a Great Emperor and was the master of the Imperial Mausoleum. Thus, at this moment, with a roar, he directly opened the exit of the Imperial Mausoleum.
As the vortex appeared, Wang Baole, who was about to step out, suddenly stopped. His eyes widened as he looked at the darkness outside the vortex and felt the waves of aura coming in from outside the vortex. His eyes couldn't help but shine.
"This aura …" Wang Baole held his breath and spread out his divine sense into the vortex to sense the outside world. When he sensed that the world he was in was empty and filled with endless fog, and the Imperial Mausoleum statue he was in was continuously sinking, Wang Baole was stunned.
"This is … the Underworld?"
Different civilizations called the Underworld by different names. For example, the Divine Eye civilization called it the Underworld, but Wang Baole knew that it was the Underworld Realm that the Underworld Sect had created. Because of the limitations of his cultivation, he only knew about it and had never stepped into it.
But now, after sensing the aura outside and confirming it again, Wang Baole's spirits were lifted. His body flickered and he stepped out of the vortex and stood on the continuously sinking statue. As he looked around, the moment his body appeared, it was as if a huge rock had been thrown into a lake, causing all the fog around him to instantly tumble. The originally silent world was actually filled with a humming sound!
As far as Wang Baole's eyes could see, all the fog boiled and churned violently. It surged from all directions and surrounded Wang Baole, forming an even larger vortex that spread further into the distance.
It was as if … it was cheering, welcoming, and worshipping him!
"Which good person used a lot of strength to throw this statue into the Underworld …" Wang Baole was pleasantly surprised. Because just by breathing, as the fog around him entered his body, his shattered body under the armor actually recovered faster!
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