Martial Universe: Starting with Lin Langtian, who crippled Lin Dong's father.

Chapter 112 Ghost Puppet

Lin Langtian looked at the hesitant Lin Qing'er and sighed.

If it were before entering this world...

He might even complain about a plot hole in the novel, where the protagonist just stands there dumbfounded watching the villain devour and evolve, not knowing to intervene.

But in reality...

That is a very normal practice.

Because you can't be sure it's a bait, a trap to lure you in.

In the real world.

It goes far beyond the rigid rule of "one is one" found in the original work.

If you rush forward without understanding the situation, you may end up in a disadvantageous position.

Generally speaking

Those who are advancing in the competition are usually weak or have difficulty concentrating, making it a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

But the reverse.

This is also the easiest trap to fall into.

Realistic fighting.

It was much more cruel than described in the original work.

Countless talented individuals have perished as a result, a lesson learned in blood by the Lin clan's ancestors.

He also knew this from the remnants of his original self's memories.

Unless you can crush someone as easily as Lin Langtian, crushing them with a single giant finger without giving them any chance, no matter how much of an advantage you have, you could be defeated at any time.

Far away.

In mid-air.

The massive black mist grew increasingly violent, soon surging and churning as if boiling, constantly shifting and changing shape.

Various human faces formed from black mist condensed on the surface of the black pupa before dissipating.

These faces, some ferocious, some terrified, covered the entire surface of the black pupa, making many people's scalps tingle.

Lin Langtian also noticed this.

These human faces that appeared were all those whose souls had been taken away by the black chains just now.

Their appearance may be distorted due to their ferocious features, but they can still be barely recognized.

And at this moment, among the crowd watching.

Many people, their eyes bloodshot and their bodies trembling, stared at the faces distorted by extreme pain.

I think so.

Those were the members of their own clan whose souls had been stolen.

They may be family members, lovers, or brothers who have risked their lives for each other.

But they could only watch helplessly as their closest loved ones were persecuted and humiliated in this way.

Powerless.

The fluctuations emanating from the black pupa became increasingly intense, continuously releasing thick black mist, while its size also decreased.

Just a moment later.

A short, dark figure, emanating a dense black aura, appeared in everyone's sight.

The shadowy figure had no head, but its other four limbs were intact.

Its body was covered with mottled patterns, but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be tiny human faces. And if you looked even closer, you would find that these human faces were those of the people who had just died.

This scene.

Many of the onlookers turned pale and trembled all over.

in the sky.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the entire sky was shrouded in black mist.

The air was filled with a chilling, damp atmosphere that made one's hands and feet go cold.

And the shadowy figure reappeared.

Looking at the headless black figure not far away, a smile appeared on his face.

Normally, he might not have been able to collect so many high-quality souls.

After all, the conditions for condensing this ghost are extremely demanding; it's not something that just a few people can do.

Instead, one needs an extremely yin and extremely cold soul, and one's innate strength cannot be too weak, in addition to a Xuanling soul, a Xueling soul, and a Yangling soul.

Only then can it condense.

Taking advantage of the battle for the Taiqing Spirit Pool, he effortlessly condensed it.

This is the unique skill of their Yin Soul Dynasty, a closely guarded secret.

Once it is formed, it can stay with you for life.

It belongs to the growth type of puppet.

Feeling the terrifying power emanating from the ghost puppet, Yin Yun felt even more confident and even glanced at Lin Langtian not far away.

This is a ghost puppet in the Three Realms of Nirvana.

It's really hard to say who would win if they ran into that kid.

Lin Langtian also felt the dark cloud's gaze, paused for a moment, and then chuckled to himself.

I reckon they've gained confidence and aren't afraid of themselves anymore.

It's alright though.

He was just worried that this kid wouldn't give him a chance.