"Bang! Bang bang!!!"
The materialized ntal shock created a collision effect that blasted the Licker away!
However, right after that, there was a loud boom.
The large floor-to-ceiling window in the room exploded!
A large number of Lickers sward into the room through the shattered tempered glass window!
At the sa ti, more Lickers crawled in through the main door, flooding in from the passage outside the room.
It was over!
Several spawns forcefully released their ntal barriers and jointly ford an inverted pyramid-shaped psychic barrier, blocking a large number of Lickers outside the shield.
"Boom boom! Boom boom boom!!"
They lasted only a few seconds before the ceiling above them exploded several tis and was completely blasted open.
Countless Lickers poured out from the cracks in the ceiling, rapidly pouncing on the spawns.
Outnumbered and overwheld.
The few spawns pushed their ntal strength to the limit, but under the dense assault of the Licker horde, the inverted pyramid-shaped barrier was soon covered in visible cracks.
"Boom!!!"
The barrier exploded!
The few spawns were instantly overwheld by the swarm of Lickers.
...
"Alright, it’s done. That guy shouldn’t be bothering us anymore."
Fang Heng sensed what had occurred in the distant building through his spiritual link, then disconnected and slowly withdrew his gaze.
Seeing that things had gone far enough, Fang Heng decided to pull back and gave a slight nod to Kapa and the others.
"Let’s go."
The probe was over.
It was clear that the entire Seven Realms Martial Capital had a very high level of defense. Of course, his zombie clones weren’t weak either, and he still had many hidden cards unplayed.
No problem. There was still ti. This was just a test run.
"Mr. Fang, wait for ."
Paka hurried to catch up.
They had temporarily dealt with a few spawns, but the next replacents would probably still cause trouble.
Still, at least they would have so peace for a while.
"Mr. Fang, you’re not coming back with us?"
"No. I’ll be staying in the Noel Clan for a while. I’m not in a position to handle the Human World registration, so I’ll leave that to you."
Cole Karot was silent for a mont and asked, "You’re staying in the Noel Clan to cultivate?"
"Yeah. The Tier 7 Martial Capital’s strength system is a bit different from what I’ve encountered before. I plan to stay here for so ti to cultivate. If you run into any trouble during this ti, contact at once."
As Fang Heng spoke, his figure gradually faded in the air until it completely vanished.
Cole Karot watched Fang Heng disappear before him and couldn’t help clenching his fists, secretly admiring him.
He had seen Fang Heng’s strength with his own eyes—it had already reached an incredible level.
And even so, Fang Heng still seized every mont to keep cultivating.
D*mn it.
He was already such a genius, yet still so driven, giving no one else a chance!
...
Fang Heng wandered out for a while, stirred up a little trouble for the spawns, then returned to the villa.
By then, both the front and back yards of the villa were piled high with cardboard boxes filled with alchemy reagents.
Let’s go!
Ti to grind!
Fang Heng activated a spiritual link with Abe Akaya.
"Chi, chi chi..."
Abe Akaya’s vines slipped through the door cracks and began entangling the boxes from the courtyard, dragging them down into the basent.
To provide the zombie horde with enough space for grinding experience, nearly ten thousand zombie clones kept digging downward nonstop, expanding in all directions.
They dug another seven full basent levels down.
With architectural support skills, the zombie clones didn’t have to worry about collapse.
As for the excavated debris, it was crushed by Abe Akaya and packed into sacks that were stacked in the underground domain.
Fang Heng began using sealing arts to seal the sacks one by one and threw them into a sub-sealed space for disposal.
After finishing, Fang Heng thought for a mont and still felt uneasy. So, he reinforced the aura-sealing magic arrays across the villa’s underground domain once again.
By the ti he finished all of this, dawn had already broken.
Fang Heng returned to the newly developed fifth basent level, sat down cross-legged, and quietly waited for the zombie resurrection countdown to finish.
Three, two...
One!
The resurrection ti for the zombie clones arrived.
One after another, phantom magic arrays appeared around Fang Heng.
Huh?
Fang Heng furrowed his brows once more.
It was slightly different from past zombie revivals—this ti, the magic arrays for resurrection seed sluggish and resisted the summoning process, as if they were struggling against a powerful force.
"Chi, chi chi..."
Wisps of Black Fog seeped out from the rotating magic arrays.
As the Black Fog gradually condensed, the magic arrays began spinning faster, releasing more Black Fog in the process.
It took nearly a full minute before the Lickers finally started leaping out of the summoning arrays.
Before, the resurrection summons happened instantly—barely a blink.
This ti, it took an entire minute, and the number of summoning arrays that could operate simultaneously was also severely limited.
"It’s because of the Black Fog..."
Fang Heng observed the ongoing summoning arrays and quietly made a guess.
Previously, when using Abe Akaya to link to the world or move between the ga and reality, he had encountered resistance.
In his view, the in-ga talent skill likely still relied on the power of the Black Fog Ga to function.
The Seven Realms Martial Capital clearly imposed heavy restrictions on the power of the Black Fog.
It was precisely those restrictions that caused the sluggish flow of Black Fog energy.
Fortunately, he had already set up a large number of aura-blocking magic arrays in the basent, which kept most of the Black Fog sealed within.
But since the arrays weren’t fully connected, there were still small gaps.
The Black Fog would gradually seep out through those gaps at a slow rate.
The release volu was minimal and likely wouldn’t be detected by the spawns.
Fang Heng raised his head and glanced nervously around the basent.
The zombie summoning talent skill had a passive effect—he couldn’t stop it.
All he could do was wait and see.
More than an hour passed.
The basent domain was already packed with zombie clones.
And that was without even using the division skill.
Fang Heng looked around again.
The summoning speed of the talent had slowed, but at least it still worked.
He’d deal with the Black Fog problem later. For now, it was grinding ti!
Fang Heng thought as he commanded the zombie clones to spread out, condensing an imprint with both hands in front of him.
"Scatter!"
The stone wall in front of him lted like wax under the effect of an elental skill, slowly dripping to the floor.
The zombie clones all picked up the shovels lying around and stepped forward to dig, expanding the underground domain further to both sides.
To avoid drawing attention, Fang Heng had even enchanted the shovels with special silencing magic arrays to ensure the entire process remained silent.
Keep going!
Expand the passageways! Give the zombie clones more room to move—more room to grind!
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