Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Ahead of Ning Zhuo, a wall gradually came into view.

The wall was quite thick, and at intervals on the wall, a giant talisman was depicted, like drawn windows.

“This is the Cang Ling Wall,” Ning Zhuo thought to himself.

He reached out, walking and stroking the uneven wall.

The tactile sensation transmitted through his fingertips was so distinct.

This profound feeling was not something he had experienced when his soul entered the Immortal Palace!

His eyes gradually reddened as he thought of his deceased mother.

“Mother, at this moment, I have finally arrived at the Magma Fairy Palace.”

Ning Zhuo had longed for this moment for over ten years; he had also schemed for over ten years.

Once he decided to blow up the Immortal Palace and put his plan into action, there was no turning back.

Getting to this point had not been easy for him.

Throughout his journey, he had exerted all his efforts, stumbling along, facing life-and-death crises, finally reaching here, walking this path.

Despite only having the cultivation level equivalent to the Qi Cultivation Stage, he had to navigate through the various forces of Fire Persimmon Immortal City, bearing the immense pressure brought by Zhu Xuanji.

During this period, he used all kinds of means to get through each crisis with difficulty.

Sometimes relying on over ten years of preparation, other times depending on some luck.

During this process, one misstep could mean death without a burial place!

Many who explored the Immortal Palace began risking their lives only when battling the Red Flame Demon Beasts now.

However, Ning Zhuo had already put his life at stake from the very beginning.

“If possible, I wouldn’t want to do this.”

Ning Zhuo once again looked at the faint golden spherical shield in the sky.

He gazed at the dense tide of demon beasts outside the shield, thinking, “I had no choice, with the pressure from the situation, I had to overturn the table a bit.”

Of course, he controlled his force; the table hadn’t been completely flipped.

This time he used the demon beasts to create a situation where everyone had to go all out.

In this way, he could alleviate much of the pressure on him.

Once Ning Zhuo achieved this step, the entire situation became irreversible.

For the Magma Fairy Palace and for him, it was the same!

He was like a fledgling in a nest on a cliff, taking his first flight, bound either to soar to great heights or to fall to his death.

Following the spacious street, Ning Zhuo finally arrived at a side hall.

“There you are.” Hearing a knock, the people inside the hall turned to look at the door.

Zhu Xuanji spoke, “Come in.”

In the next moment, Ning Zhuo opened the door and stepped inside.

Several people were already present in the side hall; Ning Zhuo was the last to arrive.

Besides Zhu Xuanji, Zheng Jian, Zhou Zeshen, and Zhou Zhu were also present.

“Divine Hunter,” the young man in white, Ning Zhuo, greeted Zhu Xuanji first and then apologized to the others, “Sorry, I’m late.”

The three genius cultivators from the Zhou and Zheng families greeted him with smiles.

“We haven’t been here long either.”

“You’re not late; it’s just in time.”

By now, Ning Zhuo had gained not only enormous prestige within the Ning Family but also admiration from the young geniuses of the other two families.

Even the Golden Core level Zhu Xuanji regarded Ning Zhuo with newfound respect.

Ning Zhuo unobtrusively glanced at the top of the heads of the three geniuses.

He found that, over this period, the Life Hanging Thread above their heads had become thicker and more solid than before.

“It seems their acknowledgment of me is growing deeper.”

Ning Zhuo glanced at Zhu Xuanji, sighing inwardly: “If only I could plant the Life Hanging Thread above his head, my advantage would be enormous.”

Unfortunately, with his current cultivation, even possessing the complete Divine Power Life Thread, he couldn’t achieve that.

“Perhaps, after advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage, I might be able to plant the Life Hanging Thread on a Golden Core cultivator’s head,” Ning Zhuo secretly speculated.

Zhu Xuanji was straightforward, “Since everyone is here, let’s start by signing the contract.”

He briefly explained the content of the contract.

Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu had no feelings about it, but Zhou Zeshen and Ning Zhuo both frowned slightly.

Zhou Zeshen had doubts but dared not voice them, so he looked towards Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo cupped his fists, “Divine Hunter, please wait a moment; I have some concerns.”