Turning the corner, a Mystic Iron Puppet suddenly appeared.
Ning Zhuo did not hesitate, directly charged forward, and launched a fierce attack, quickly destroying it, rendering it unusable.
He had done this five times already.
When truly in competition, he certainly wouldn’t have the generosity of sharing Jade Slips as he did before.
"Strange, why do I only see Mystic Iron Puppets, where are the others?" Ning Zhuo thought to himself.
Che Zhuzi watched in increasing silence.
Ning Zhuo advanced step by step, gaining a larger and larger lead, leaving the second place far behind.
The unlucky ones were the cultivators following Ning Zhuo, who were exploring painfully and could only see one paralyzed Mystic Iron Puppet after another.
"Damn it, another broken one!"
"Who the hell did this?!"
"Don’t let me find him, if I find him, I’ll definitely kill him!"
It’s really infuriating.
This maze is quite complex, with hanging threads weaving through, constantly consuming cultivators’ Divine Sense and Mana, which is already quite exhausting.
After working hard for half a day, just as hope is seen, it turns into disappointment.
"Damn it, damn it, you useless bunch!" Silk Lady involuntarily clenched her fists, wishing she could step in and block Ning Zhuo herself.
At this rate, Ning Zhuo would enter the maze center undamaged, reaching the final duel location.
Compared to his ease, other cultivators would frequently encounter intense friction halfway in, mutually exhausting each other, and even ending in mutual destruction.
Ning Zhuo would wait at ease, and by the time of the final duel, he would certainly hold a great advantage.
This was not what Silk Lady wanted to see.
She gritted her teeth: "I can’t let Ning Zhuo be too comfortable. The more difficult he is, the greater my opportunity."
Thinking of this, she swayed her hips, gracefully walked to Che Zhuzi’s side, wrapped him with her strong arms, pressing him against her chest.
"Brother Che."
"This isn’t fun at all."
"He’s almost guaranteed to be first, there’s no excitement at all."
"I want to see him give his all, I want to see him in a sorry state, otherwise, how can Brother Che’s trial be considered challenging?"
"If this big-headed brat passes the trial and blabs everywhere that your Xingyun Trial is too easy, where would your reputation go?"
Silk Lady’s seductive eyes shone like silk, her voice sweet, egging him on.
Che Zhuzi immediately showed a spirit-awarded expression, patting Silk Lady’s hand: "Okay, okay, if you want to enjoy yourself, brother will do as you wish."
With that, he waved his big hand, and the maze suddenly underwent drastic changes. Numerous walls began to move, leaving Ning Zhuo scrambling to maneuver the Mystic Iron Puppet, a frantic mess.
Others were in even worse situations.
Some were controlling Mystic Iron Puppets in combat, being seriously interfered with, overturning the entire situation!
The maze’s drastic changes quickly ceased.
The new layout differed significantly from before; Ning Zhuo, initially closest to the center, now found the maze’s center position changed directly.
So, cultivators with a relatively close gap to Ning Zhuo numbered over a dozen immediately.
And on the paths near Ning Zhuo, there were many cultivators controlling Mystic Iron Puppets, also searching everywhere.
Thus, Ning Zhuo encountered his first, second, third opponent...
"Finally met a living person!" He focused completely, fighting with all his strength.
Because he relied on only one Void Hanging Silk, which led to many of his control abilities unable to be utilized.
This caused the control abilities on both sides of the battle to be very close, often turning into wars of attrition.
After defeating the third opponent, the surface of the Mystic Iron Puppet Ning Zhuo controlled was already full of pits and dents.
"It won’t do to continue like this!"
"The Mystic Iron Puppet is almost complete, and since I’m not inside the maze, with just the hanging thread and the puppet, I can’t dismantle other puppets at all. As a result, parts cannot be added or replenished."
"Wait a minute..."
Ning Zhuo’s eyes flashed with brilliance, realizing Che Zhuzi’s intention at this moment.
Thus, in the contest with the fourth opponent, Ning Zhuo first confronted directly, every move was straightforward and rigid, leaving traces to follow.
"Opportunity!" Ning Zhuo shouted inwardly, suddenly seizing the hard-waited chance, maneuvering the Mystic Iron Puppet with a sliding tackle, arriving at the opponent’s back.
Then, the puppet extended its hand, grabbing the opponent’s hanging thread at the back, directly tearing it off.
Without control, the opponent immediately exposed huge flaws, receiving several punches that caved in the entire back with fist marks.
But soon, the opponent’s hanging thread circled around Ning Zhuo’s Mystic Iron Puppet, reconnecting.
Ning Zhuo then targeted the hanging thread again.
This time, however, the opponent was prepared, allowing the corresponding segment of spider silk to suddenly disappear into the void upon the attack’s arrival.
Ning Zhuo missed, but was not discouraged at all.
He continued attacking.
After changing the tactical target, it seemed as if his eyes opened up.
The opponent must strictly protect their own spider silk, gradually becoming left and right, with more defense than offense.
Che Zhuzi kept an eye on Ning Zhuo, thinking to himself: "Both of these are novices at using Void Spider Silk, but evidently, the big-headed junior’s understanding is more outstanding. His use of Void Spider Silk is more spiritually gifted."
Silk Lady continually watched Ning Zhuo, feeling more and more delighted.
"Judging by his current state, he certainly won’t go far."
"Unless he gains a new, complete Mystic Iron Puppet."
"Haha, the last complete puppet has already been taken."
"Ning Zhuo, you’re destined for tough battles; being in the top ten is uncertain for you!"