I Am the True Saintess

Chen Xuan looked at the two corpses that had stood up, his face full of surprise. "Mu Ge, I wanted to ask you last time—what kind of technique is this? How can it counter-control corpses?"

"It's a spiritual technique that can destroy cognition. I can also redefine their cognition."

Xu Mu paused as he spoke, then looked at the two people before him. "I am your master. I am the one who saved you. From now on, you will obey my every command."

Both of them nodded in unison.

Chen Xuan was secretly startled and murmured, "So that's how it works. It seems Mu Ge's spiritual technique is of no low grade."

"Grade is only one aspect. What matters is that they are dead, with no spiritual power, and the mental strength of the Gu worms is pitifully weak. I can control them easily."

Xu Mu took out two black robes from his person and handed them to the two corpses. "Put these on to disguise your identities."

The two raised their hands, grabbed the black robes, and pulled them over themselves.

"These Dark Servant Worms are truly formidable. With enough corpses, it feels like an invincible existence—unless they run into you, Mu Ge."

Chen Xuan observed the movements of the two corpses, which were very natural, making them look as if they were alive.

"You can't say that. If someone else also had a powerful spiritual technique, they might be able to control them too—like the Spirit Hall."

Xu Mu said with a smile.

"Not necessarily, Mu Ge. Your spiritual attacks are far stronger than theirs. I've heard my master talk about the Spirit Hall. Their spiritual technique traps people in illusions, making them enter environments of fear and despair, while your technique can shatter their cognition and redefine new thoughts."

Chen Xuan analyzed, "At most, they can immobilize these corpses, but you can directly control them."

Xu Mu nodded slightly. After all, this was a divine-grade technique.

……

Meanwhile.

Xianling Qi and Pang Xun had already led the elites of the two clans, passing through a transfer formation, and arrived near the junction of the inner and outer realms.

Before descending, everyone took black cloth strips from their bodies and tied them around their left arms.

"Go! Surrender and you won't be killed!"

Xianling Qi waved his hand at these people.

Rumble…

Behind him, a thousand elites of the White Stone Clan surged down the mountain like a torrent.

The surrounding stone buildings were shattered under their impact.

"Surrender and live! Kneel if you don't want to die!"

Xianling Qi flew to a high place and shouted to the crowd below.

The people living in this place were almost all without influence within the White Stone Clan.

Facing a force led by commanders, they had no room to resist.

Although Xianling Qi had said that those who surrendered would not be killed, some who were slow to kneel were easily cut down.

Fox Slave A Si saw the army surging in like a tide and immediately shouted to those around her, "Everyone of the Fox Slave Clan, kneel!"

As she spoke, she knelt herself.

She had once had dignity, but now she only wanted her clan to survive.

Most of the Fox Slave Clan followed her and knelt.

Yet some were only slightly slower—though they had already knelt—and were still brutally killed by these people.

Fox Slave A Si clenched her fists tightly. She understood clearly that these people simply wanted to openly vent their malice.

But for the sake of her clan, she dared not say a single word.

She feared that offending these people would make them vent all their anger onto her clan.

Fox Slave A Si could only clench her fists until her knuckles turned white, lowering her head to avoid looking at the scene before her.

The army continued to charge toward the junction of the inner and outer realms.

They knew well that, generally, powerful guards were stationed at the junction's entrance—usually large clans near the royal city, rotating guard duties each month.

All these people fought while shouting in excitement, for they were overwhelming in numbers. To them, this battle was a one-sided massacre.

They rushed at top speed to the relic entrance of the junction.

The twenty-odd guards stationed there, seeing the massive army bearing down on them, had faces full of terror.

The ponytailed woman sitting on a tree branch stood up, looked into the distance, and then said, "Bad news! It's the Xianling Clan!"

"They actually dare to attack us directly."

"What do we do? They outnumber us too much!"

……

The ponytailed woman jumped down from the large tree and quickly said, "Scatter and flee! Go back immediately to report to the clan leader!"

Swish, swish, swish…

No sooner had she spoken than several white spears fell from the sky.

The spears encircled all twenty-plus people.

When they looked up and saw Xianling Qi high above, their faces instantly turned pale.

"Do you think the few of you can escape from my hands?"

Xianling Qi's figure descended slowly. "Kneel, and you won't die."

"Xianling Qi! Who do you think you are for me to kneel before you!"

The ponytailed woman roared. "We of the Can Wolf Clan would rather die than submit!"

"Canlang Wei, I won't kill you because you still have use, but as for the others around you, I'll only count to two."

Xianling Qi raised a finger. "One…"

"Two!"

At that moment, Pang Xun's voice came from above.

He held a large blade in his hand and, from a height, slashed down repeatedly.

Three blade auras radiating white light descended from above.

These auras did not move in a straight line; they had tracking ability, darting and weaving continuously through the crowd.

In the blink of an eye, aside from Canlang Wei, all the others had their bodies severed by the blade auras.

Seeing this, Canlang Wei's pupils contracted sharply. She screamed, "Pang Xun!"

Boom!

Pang Xun's body appeared instantly behind her, and he punched her in the back.

Canlang Wei couldn't react at all. A mouthful of blood burst from her, and her body flew out, crashing into the distant slope.

"You junior dare to call my name directly—you deserve that beating."

Pang Xun put the large blade back into his space ring.

Xianling Qi gave a faint smile and said to the people behind him, "Seize her!"

"Yes!"

These people knew their limits. They understood whom they could kill and whom they could not.

The Canlang Clan was a powerful one within the White Stone Clan, and this woman was the daughter of a Canlang Clan commander.

As ordinary members of the White Stone Clan, they certainly dared not lay a hand on her.

In a short time, all nearby White Stone Clan members had been subdued.

Apart from those killed, the survivors knelt in an orderly manner.

Xianling Nan scanned the crowd, then revealed a smile. "You should know who I am, right?"

None of the kneeling people dared to respond.

Xianling Nan went up to a middle-aged man in the front row, pointed at him, and asked, "You—who am I?"

"You… you are the Saintess."

The middle-aged man replied tremblingly.

"Exactly! I am the true Saintess. The Lao Sister Clan rebelled and killed the previous clan leader. Are they guilty? Do they deserve to die?"

Xianling Nan pointed at another woman and asked.

"Guilty, they deserve to die."

The woman said hurriedly.

"And you? Do you say they deserve to die or not?"

Xianling Nan stood before Fox Slave A Si, pointing at her and asking.

Fox Slave A Si clenched her fists tightly and did not answer.

"Am I talking to you? Can't you understand?"

Xianling Nan's tone turned grim. "Oh, so you're from the Huns' clan. I'll ask you one last time: Don't the Laoji clan deserve to die?"