600: A very fruitful harvest!

The two were completely dumbfounded.

"Brother Hei, what is he doing!!! He is under the Lord's pressure, and yet... he actually lay down?!"

White Reflective's voice rose eight octaves.

Pitch Black's lips trembled as he pointed at Lu Hao, too angry to speak.

"That brat! That brat!!!"

"Didn't you see? He decomposed the Lord's will and absorbed it himself!!! Outrageous, this is absolutely outrageous!!!"

"He... he's even drinking tea?! Does he think this is a resort?!"

White Reflective was so angry he stamped his feet.

"This is absolutely cheating! This is an insult to the Lord!"

"Insult? I think he's just here to stir up trouble!"

Pitch Black gnashed his teeth:

"Where does he think this is? This is the Nether Abyss Emperor Palace! It's not his backyard!"

White Reflective said:

"We must find a way to stop him!"

"How do we stop him?"

Pitch Black retorted:

"Didn't you see that he neutralized the Emperor's pressure without even moving? If we rush up now, he'll probably just casually toss us into his Storage Pouch and treat us like Tongzi Puppets!"

...After a bout of impotent rage... they could only continue raging impotently... The two of them could only watch helplessly as Lu Hao leisurely finished a pot of tea, stretched, and gave a satisfied yawn.

"Sigh, the Emperor's will seems to be just this, nothing special. I guess it's probably not the pressure of a true Emperor?"

Lu Hao muttered, then put away his lounge chair and sauntered toward the entrance of the third trial.

Lu Hao's guess was correct. This was set up by the Emperor of this place after he was severely injured and near death. At that time, his strength was less than one ten-thousandth of its Peak, and he was moments away from truly perishing.

Therefore, the pressure of will he set up naturally couldn't compare to that of a true Emperor...

"I refuse to believe that he can pass this third trial so easily! This is a combat trial!"

Pitch Black said indignantly.

The third trial was a combat assessment.

Ten thousand combat Puppets, forged from the rare Materials "Profound Iron Mother Gold" and possessing strength comparable to a Heavenly Immortal Peak, formed a formidable battle Formation.

They wielded massive axes, wore heavy armor, and emitted powerful energy fluctuations, waiting only for Lu Hao to enter before launching a unified, thunderous strike.

Before Lu Hao, the most powerful Cultivator only managed to reach the third trial before perishing here.

If Lu Hao could pass the third trial, he would become the most talented person in a million years.

Lu Hao walked along the ancient path to the third trial, and upon seeing the Puppets, his eyes instantly lit up.

"Wow! Profound Iron Mother Gold! These are excellent Materials for refining top-tier Magic Treasures!"

His gaze swept around the battle Formation, clicking his tongue in wonder.

"And these ten thousand Puppets, each one is priceless! If I take them back to the Sect to serve as sparring partners for the Disciples, how many resources would that save?"

Pitch Black said angrily from the background:

"He's still just looking! Has he not noticed that the Puppets have started charging their power? If he doesn't interrupt them soon, the accumulated might will increase to a terrifying degree."

White's Reflection was also staring intently at Lu Hao, and seeing that Lu Hao made no move, he frowned.

"What's wrong with this Cultivator? He shouldn't be failing to notice the movement of the Puppets..."

Lu Hao naturally noticed the movements of the ten thousand Puppets, but he had no intention of fighting in this trial.

Lu Hao directly utilized the ability of his Hongmeng Array Spirit Body.

He formed hand seals, and profound runes appeared out of thin air. Instead of attacking the Puppets, they accurately located the control hub of the battle Formation.

Boom!

The next moment, Lu Hao appeared out of nowhere in front of the Formation's control hub, shattered it with a light palm strike, and then, using the Dao of Formation, instantly regained control over the ten thousand Puppets!

In just an instant, the entire Formation lost control, and the ten thousand Puppets simultaneously stopped moving, standing motionless like wooden dummies.

Lu Hao clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Done! This is supposed to be the third trial? This is even simpler than breaking a Formation, since they are all just inanimate objects."

He did not know that if it weren't for the Hongmeng Array Spirit Body, how difficult it would be for other Cultivators to find the control hub of this battle Formation?

Lu Hao walked up to the foremost Puppet and kicked its knee, producing a "dong dong" sound of metal colliding.

"Hey! All ten thousand big guys! Listen up!"

Lu Hao's voice was Hong Liang:

"You are now free! However, the prerequisite for freedom is that you must work for me!"

"All units, attention! At ease!"

The ten thousand Puppets moved in perfect unison, shaking the ground.

Lu Hao chuckled as he looked at the ten thousand Puppets before him. These things would all be useful once the Qingxuan Sect became the Qing Xuan Immortal Sect.

"Very good! Now, line up, one by one, and walk into this bag! No pushing, be careful!"

Lu Hao produced a massive Storage Pouch, and its opening emitted a powerful suction force.

The next second, a sight that completely shattered the Black and White Tongzi appeared... Ten thousand majestic combat Puppets, each one priceless, actually lined up neatly like a group of obedient elementary school students, taking small steps, "dong dong dong," as they drilled into Lu Hao's Storage Pouch one after another.

"Oh my Heavens! My Profound Iron Mother Gold!"

White Reflective could no longer hold back; he plopped onto the ground and burst into tears.

"That is Profound Iron Mother Gold! The Lord flattened three minor realms just to collect those Materials back then!"

Pitch Black was completely numb at this point. His face was ashen, and his body swayed.

"Xiao Bai, should... should we go to the Lord and apply to quit?"

"Brother Hei, we are Tongzi! We don't have the option to quit!!!"

"Then what do we do? We are just standing here watching this bandit empty out the Lord's estate! He's practically a mobile black hole! He sucks up everything!"

Pitch Black pointed at Lu Hao, his voice filled with despair.

"He didn't even fight! He just collected them directly! Is this passing a trial? This is robbery!!! The Lord's trial has become a source of free resources in his eyes!"

...After Lu Hao collected the last Puppet, he patted his Storage Pouch and smiled contentedly.

"Not bad, not bad! This is a massive haul! Any one of these Puppets, if taken out, would be comparable to all the resources in the entire Eastern Region."

He then glanced at the empty third trial ground, looked in the direction where the Black and White Tongzi were hiding, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly upward.

"You two, stop hiding. Why don't you come out and chat? Are there any other good things in this place? Maybe you could point me in the right direction?"