Fight?
All the men in black looked at Zi Lingling, as if they had seen a ghost, and took a unified step back.
What kind of spiritual art was it to anger someone to death?
The fear of the unknown made the men in black move with great tacit understanding.
This effect was even better than killing Mei Renxing with force.
Zi Lingling's mouth twitched. Was this like avoiding a plague god? Was she that terrifying?
She looked back at Ye Lingyuan and saw him with a smile in his eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent.
She then turned to Mu Qingyan and the others, who also wore strange expressions.
What should she do?
Although she had quelled the situation, what about the follow-up?
Should she tie these people up and extort Ye Moyuan?
How could Ye Moyuan bear to spend money on these people?
Should she let them go?
That would be too much of a waste!
Right!
She should use these people to form her own forces!
Zi Lingling's path was still long, and her enemies were increasing.
Now, considering it, she had offended the four major forces: Black Water Palace, Holy Cult, Hundred Flowers Palace, and Flowing Cloud Sect, plus her second uncle's family. And now she had foiled the Heavenly启 Empire Emperor's conspiracy.
She hadn't realized it until now, but she had quite a few enemies.
Therefore, she had to build her own forces.
Zi Lingling took a step forward and said in a chilling voice, "You have two choices: surrender, or die!"
The men in black took another unified step back, watching Zi Lingling warily but remaining silent.
Zi Lingling exchanged a glance with Ye Lingyuan.
Ye Lingyuan understood and, with a thought, enveloped all the men in black with his domain power.
Domain power was a special kind of power that arose after comprehending the power of laws.
Within the domain, it was the domain user's territory, and everyone within the domain's coverage was at the mercy of the domain user's will.
The men in black immediately felt something was wrong because they could not only not sense the spiritual energy outside but also their own spiritual energy had vanished.
Now, they were no different from ordinary people. If Ye Lingyuan wished, he could kill them at any time.
Zi Lingling took another step forward and said, "I'll count to three. Those who don't surrender will die!"
With a thought, a loud dragon roar sounded, and Long'er transformed into its dragon form, coiling above the men in black.
Long'er's dragon body was now twenty meters long, comparable to that of an adult dragon.
A young dragon possessed the strength of an adult dragon, which showed how terrifying Long'er's potential was.
Seeing Long'er transform, how could the Wind Wing Phantom Tiger fall behind?
With a roar, the Wind Wing Phantom Tiger's body also rapidly enlarged, matching Long'er's dragon body.
Dragons ascend to clouds, and tigers ride the wind.
For a moment, the sky above the Misty Forest churned with wind and clouds, and the beasts in the forest all prostrated on the ground in fear.
"One..."
Zi Lingling's chilling voice rang out.
Her voice was truly beautiful, so beautiful that just hearing it conjured the image of a beauty.
However, such pleasant voice, sounding as if from the netherworld, became a death knell for the men in black.
Some of the men in black trembled slightly, and a struggle appeared in their eyes.
The reason they had ignored Zi Lingling's words earlier was because they harbored a sliver of hope.
They did not believe that a dozen people could stop their two hundred men from escaping.
But now, this dragon and tiger alone could annihilate them all.
People always feared death.
"Two..."
Zi Lingling's chilling voice sounded again.
"Plop!"
Some people knelt on the ground, but others were still struggling.
"Three!"
As Zi Lingling's voice fell, more people knelt down.
Of course, forty-three men in black still stood there.
"Very well, I've given you a chance! Congratulations to the one hundred and fifty-nine who surrendered. Your lives are saved."
Zi Lingling finished speaking, and her stern gaze fell on the forty-three people, saying, "Since you are unwilling to surrender, there is only one path left."
As she spoke, she looked at Ye Lingyuan again.
Ye Lingyuan understood and, with a thought, the forty-three people were instantly moved out and gathered together.
Long'er and the Wind Wing Phantom Tiger stared at these forty-three people, their ferocious aura unconcealable.
Zi Lingling gave Ye Lingyuan a faint smile, expressing her gratitude.
Then, her gaze fell on the one hundred and fifty-nine people kneeling on the ground, and she frowned slightly.
If these people could betray Ye Moyuan today, they could betray her tomorrow. Therefore, she had to find a way to make them completely abandon any thought of betrayal.
"Girl, I can teach you a soul imprint that can not only control them but also bind their strength to yours."
Old Du's voice echoed in Zi Lingling's mind.
Zi Lingling asked in confusion, "Bind together? What does that mean?"
Old Du chuckled, "Their strength will depend on your strength! Simply put, if you are now above the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm, their strength can reach the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm."
Zi Lingling frowned, "Wouldn't that limit their growth?"
What she needed was a team that was increasingly powerful.
Old Du shook his head, "Not at all. They will grow with you. In fact, this is them benefiting."
Zi Lingling asked curiously, "Oh, how so?"
"With their potential, the Saint King Realm would be a wall. That is to say, it would be difficult for them to break through to the Saint King Realm. However, after you implant the soul imprint, they will have the possibility of breaking through the Saint King Realm."
Zi Lingling exclaimed, "That's amazing?"
Old Du nodded, "As long as you can break through, they can share your breakthrough experience through the soul imprint."
"I see! I didn't expect this soul imprint to be so magical. Old Du, teach me quickly!"
Zi Lingling was a little impatient.
Because, in a sense, with the soul imprint, she could create an army of Saint Kings.
Old Du did not stand on ceremony and directly imparted the method of the soul imprint to Zi Lingling.
This soul imprint was not difficult, so Zi Lingling quickly mastered it.
For every soul imprint Zi Lingling planted, Ye Lingyuan would release one person.
The soul imprint did not consume much soul power, so with her current abnormal soul power, she planted all one hundred and fifty-nine soul imprints effortlessly.
After being imprinted with the soul mark, these one hundred and fifty-nine people looked at Zi Lingling with great respect.
And Zi Lingling could feel that their lives were at her whim.
"From now on, your name is Ghost Hand. Remember?"
Ghost Hand, the ghost's tentacles, the tentacles of the ghost hand poisonous doctor.
"Yes! Master!"
The one hundred and fifty-nine people replied in unison.
Zi Lingling nodded with satisfaction and said, "You first return to Dark Night City and do what you should do!"