Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

“Fortunately, seizing the position of Immortal Palace Master doesn’t necessarily mean I have to eliminate all competitors.”

“Besides, I am now hidden in the shadows, able to bide my time and let Zhu Xuanji and the others fiercely compete and draw on each other’s strength.”

“As long as I haven’t been eliminated, there’s still hope. Even if the hope is slim, I won’t give up!”

Ning Zhuo’s gaze was resolute.

This determination, he had Zhu Xuanji to thank for. It was the experience in Ciyou Garden that solidified Ning Zhuo’s conviction to fight.

“Miss Rudie, hold on for just a bit longer.” After giving a word of care, he immediately started to repair the Golden Core-Level Mechanical Monkey.

There was also the Netherworld Envoy, Qi Bai.

The Mechanical Monkey had sustained devastating internal damage, and although its exterior had many fist and palm marks, it was relatively intact.

Ning Zhuo took out some previously replaced mechanical parts and skilfully installed them.

These components, obtained from the trials, were originally a set with the Golden Core-Level Mechanical Monkey.

When restoration was successful, the Mechanical Monkey regained its combat strength.

“It’s regrettable that the Golden Blood Battle Ape, Dasheng, remains in Boss Sun’s hands. If it were inhabited by Yuan Dasheng’s spirit, it would save me a lot of effort in operating the Mechanical Monkey.”

As for the Netherworld Envoy, Qi Bai, its injuries were severe. In the previous battle, it was cleaved in two by Zhu Xuanji’s diagonal palm strike.

After inspecting, Ning Zhuo immediately decided on an emergency repair plan.

He would use the desired materials to first meld its two halves together. Then, using the Floating Ice Jade Hands, he would deploy the Innate Ice-jade Hands to unreasonably and reasonably perfect the repairs of the Netherworld Envoy, Qi Bai.

This greatly saved Ning Zhuo’s energy and time.

Clank, clack, bang…

The sounds of machinery resonated once more.

The Secret Pavilion of Transition, after undergoing the previous significant transition, with Cultivators having breached thirty-six Mechanical Secret Pavilions, triggered another mechanism.

This time it was a minor transition.

Cultivators who were not far from one another found their distances extended due to the minor transition.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit had long awaited this moment, and as soon as the turn of fate ended, it would immediately transmit a message to Meng Chong, informing him of the most accurate path, allowing him to be the first to break out and enter the main hall of the Immortal Palace.

Lava Fairy Palace.

While the Mana Power Hand and the three Nascent Soul Level Flame Demon Beasts were entangled, a five-tailed fire fox suddenly appeared.

The fire fox’s size was like that of a small dog, inconspicuous amid the roaring flames.

Only when it suddenly cast a spell did it reveal the intense presence of a Nascent Soul Level beast!

Its mouth shut tight, five tails swaying behind, the ends of the tails like brushes painting mysterious talismans in the air.

The talismans immediately dissipated, the sea of flames surged, and tongues of fire interweaved in the air, condensing into huge fireballs the size of hills.

The fireballs exploded into the midst of Lava Fairy Palace.

Boom, boom, boom…

The scorching flames ravaged the palace, explosions causing the Immortal Palace to tremble repeatedly, and countless mechanical artifacts were burned in the sea of fire.

The flames even spread to the main hall.

Amid the intense burning, countless mechanical blocks shot skyward.

These mechanical blocks, each large as a house, were connected to one another by purplish-green electrical currents.

The once normal space changed with the appearance of the mechanical blocks.

The rampaging flames were temporarily blocked by the chaotic space created by the mechanical blocks!

“Is that—The Secret Pavilion of Transition?!” The Cultivators who witnessed this scene cried out in astonishment upon realizing what they saw.

Atop Persimmon Mountain Peak, high amongst the clouds.

Seeing this, Meng Hu abruptly stood upright, his tiger eyes fixated on the five-tailed fire fox.

Sensing something, the fire fox lifted its head to glance at the sky, looking tense.

Its petite figure quickly became blurry in the sea of fire, diving into the magma below and disappearing from sight.

Meng Kui snorted coldly, his expression darkening.