Chapter 823: Chapter 278: The Path of Dao!
The next moment, the movements of the paper men grew larger.
Then in the following moment, a dark wind arose, swirling around the paper men, causing their bodies to sway.
The wind dissipated.
The paper men all came to a halt.
Sun Lingtong immediately fell to his knees, his inhabiting paper men reverted to normal, his soul dim and extremely weak. He almost fainted on the spot.
After a while, he recovered and said with lingering fear, “I can’t do it, Little Zhuo.”
“To control this Paperman Army requires too much knowledge of mechanisms.”
“In this area, I’m not as good as you. You have to do it!”
Sun Lingtong attempted several times, unable even to complete the first step of activating this Paperman Army.
Ning Zhuo, constantly observing Sun Lingtong through the Life Hanging Thread, pondered at this moment: “Boss, you’re separated from your soul, this isn’t your complete state, it’s normal if you can’t do it.”
“Indeed, the setup by my mother here is of a very high standard.”
“Even if I were to do it personally, I might not be able to activate all of them.”
“So, can you try to deploy just a part of it?”
Sun Lingtong steadied himself and tried again. This time, he started from a small point, gradually expanding in a grounded manner.
Ning Zhuo’s suggestion indeed worked.
Sun Lingtong initially quickly controlled three gunshield soldiers.
Once activated, these soldier paper men, like the paper bodies Sun Lingtong previously inhabited, immediately turned into ghosts, vividly animated without any visible flaws to Sun Ning and others.
Ning Zhuo timely suggested, “Boss, prioritize the cavalry.”
Sun Lingtong followed the suggestion smoothly.
In the Paperman Army, there was only one type of cavalry, leaving Sun Ning and the others without any choices.
Moments later, Sun Lingtong rode a ghostly cow, followed by twelve cow cavalrymen, rushing out from their hidden location.
The ghostly cow had a massive body, with black fur as dark as ink, resembling the deep nocturnal sky of the Netherworld. Its horns were as sharp as knives, its eyes gleaming with a cold ghostly light, and each step of its hooves produced a deep resonating sound.
Sun Lingtong tightly gripped the reins of the ghostly cow. As the cow ran, his body naturally synced with its rhythm, clearly sensing the immense power of the mount beneath him, making him feel more composed.
The speed of the ghostly cow was much faster than Sun Lingtong could ever achieve on foot.
The dark wind brushed past his face, carrying a unique cold, decaying scent of the Netherworld.
The land of the Netherworld was vast and boundless, amidst the desolation, occasionally shadowy and shifting wraiths could be seen.
The ground was hard and slippery, the hooves of the ghostly cow had no need to avoid obstacles, crushing raised rocks underfoot and steadily moving forward.
Each time a hoof hit the ground, a tremor was felt, as if the entire land was echoing the immense force.
Sun Lingtong’s mount was perfectly paired with his paper body, making the ride seamless and perfectly coordinated.
The ghostly cow could almost instantly perceive his intentions, be it turning, accelerating, or jumping.
“However, my connection with the other cavalry isn’t strong.”
Sun Lingtong looked behind him; these twelve cow cavalrymen were the maximum he could deploy for exploration.
Ning Zhuo timely reminded, “Boss, perhaps you can practice control while on the move, see to what extent you can manage, so you don’t get blindsided in battle.”
Sun Lingtong had a similar thought, and after trying, found that the situation was much better than he expected.
The main reason was that these ghosts transformed from paper men had significant spiritual nature, readily obeying Sun Lingtong’s commands.
“If Little Zhuo were here, you’d probably be able to mobilize ten times the forces I can!”
“No, the Netherworld is dangerous, better not risk Little Zhuo.”
Thinking of this, Sun Lingtong turned his focus to the Heavenly Gifted Talisman in his bosom. While traveling, he activated the Talisman, continuing to enhance his soul foundation.
Practicing on the back of a cow was a first for Sun Lingtong.
But it wasn’t difficult.
For one, the back of a cow was more stable than that of a horse, and for another, Sun Lingtong wasn’t practicing his Youthful Emperor’s Technique, but rather using the Talisman to nourish his soul, making the cultivation significantly easier.
Ning Zhuo again suggested, “Boss, perhaps have a few cow cavalrymen spread out to serve as scouts.”
Sun Lingtong once more followed the suggestion smoothly.
After running for a while, some scouts returned to the main team, bringing the latest intelligence.
Upon hearing about a small Green Corpse Wolf Pack hunting nearby, Sun Lingtong’s eyes lit up.
Ning Zhuo further suggested directly, letting Sun Lingtong lead the army to engage in battle to test their combat strength.
This was exactly what Sun Lingtong wanted to do!
He immediately ordered his troops to change direction and head to the wolves’ hunting ground.
The Wolf King stood on a hillside, overlooking the battlefield, from time to time howling orders, directing the positions of the wolf pack.
The Bone White Deer herd struggled desperately, their leader, the Deer King, already severely wounded.
The Wolf King seized the moment, suddenly leaping out!
Its sharp claws sliced through the air, as sharp as blades, its fangs flashing with a ghostly glow.
The Deer King, at the end of its strength, was sneak-attacked by the Wolf King, its neck bitten directly.
It fought back desperately, its antlers like a crown, pierced into the Wolf King’s abdomen, even the tip of the antlers poking through, emerging slightly from the wolf’s back.
“Perfect chance!” Sun Lingtong rushed to the edge of the battlefield, witnessing this scene, immediately ordering, “Charge!”
He led the charge, while the cavalry behind him urged their mounts, closely following.
The Wolf King’s pupils shrank abruptly, struggling with all its might to free itself from the antlers, emitting a furious howl, commanding the wolf pack to confront the cavalry.