The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 1195 - 642: Buried Secrets

As he spoke, Song Zhi formed a seal with his hands, actually communicating with the Divine above him. The entire crimson sky began to sink, as if the heavens were collapsing.

The pressure from the Divine intensified.

Though he was an outsider, he could serve as the "Clan Leader." The core reason was that he was the chosen representative of the "Divine."

Therefore, he also had a certain ability to command the Great La Ba.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yan Yi slowly rose, hands clasped behind his back, glaring coldly at him as the Qingyun beneath his feet spread out like a world of its own, disdainfully saying:

"Do you really think that using a Secret Skill can allow you to control the Divine with such shallow cultivation? Foolish!

Do you really believe that the distinction between a True God and an Evil God is just a matter of strength? Cultivating a True God means humans command the god.

However, cultivating an Evil God means humans become the servants and followers of the Evil God. This is a fact people like you will never understand!"

Song Zhi smiled, launching a punch, sending a sky full of red clouds surging toward the Old Heavenly Master:

"I was born between heaven and earth, and in decades of reading countless historical books, I only found eight words: ’The victor becomes the king, the defeated becomes the outlaw’!"

"Please, Heavenly Master, prepare to meet your end!"

...

...

Within the La Garden.

"Huff, huff..."

After yet another battle concluded, Zhao Douan leaned on his blade, panting, sweat beading on his forehead as he surveyed the scattered limbs on the ground:

"This can’t go on!"

The group’s progress was anything but smooth.

Every few steps, they would encounter a group of divine servants blocking their path.

This greatly slowed their advance.

"With our strength, it’s not difficult to deal with these ghostly things, but it is too time-consuming and exhausting, especially since our cultivation has been weakened."

Zhao Douan felt the slow recovery of his Qi Sea, anxiety gnawing at his heart:

"We don’t have time to waste, and who knows how many of these divine servants there are."

If that batch of Imperial Guards from back then all perished in the La Garden, then the total number of divine servants is likely at least several thousand.

A human wave tactic—they could smother them to death.

"We have to find another way," Yu Xiu, also feeling sorry for the damage inflicted on her flying sword from continuous battles, frowned and said:

"Can we sneak past using invisibility?"

Jin Jian, leaning on her magic wand and panting heavily, wiped her forehead, her glasses sliding down her nose bridge from the sweat beading on her nose tip.

She pushed her glasses up and shook her head, saying:

"I just tried using invisibility, but it was useless. These creatures, without eyes or ears, certainly didn’t ’see’ us or hear our sounds."

Yu Xiu held up a burning talisman with a bitter expression:

"I used a talisman to block our auras, but it was no use either."

Zhao Douan furrowed his brow:

"These divine servants, who knows what state they’re in—similar to puppets? But one thing is certain, they have long been dead; they’re just a bunch of armored moving corpses.

Yet, when fighting against us, they still retained a degree of their combat ability from when they were alive...

So, either we find a way to figure out how the La Garden is controlling them, or we find a way for them not to notice our existence."

After a battle, Yu Xiu was also soaking wet with sweat; she wiped the hair sticking to her forehead with the back of her hand and tightened her belt, highlighting her chest.

Zhao Douan was taken aback, unexpectedly finding that the female Daoist was quite well-endowed...

"The former would be difficult; the entire La Garden is likely a massive formation, and deciphering it would take enough time..."

She exhaled hot air, her brow furrowed.

Jin Jian, too exhausted to continue, seeing her senior sister’s actions, also tightened her belt to appear more competent, resulting in an even flatter chest...

She was completely oblivious, frowning as well:

"But neither invisibility nor talismans work. If we can’t, I’ll teleport us out of here."

Teleport, huh? That’s the last resort.

But none of them wanted to use it. Because with so many ambushes in this ghost place, random teleportation posed too much risk.

"They’re dead." Suddenly, Pei Niannu, who had been floating behind them like a revisiting traveler from an old place, spoke.

Dead? What do you mean? We know they’re dead...

The two women looked puzzled.

Yet Zhao Douan felt a flash of inspiration cross his mind, as he stared at the scattered limbs on the ground, murmuring:

"Yes, they’re dead... dead... their kind..."

"What are you muttering about?" The two women looked over in confusion.

Zhao Douan suddenly raised his head, smiling at Pei Niannu:

"Senior Pei reminded me that we actually fell into a thinking trap. Not being detected by these things isn’t necessarily that complicated. Whatever method the divine servants use to detect us, it doesn’t matter.

The important thing is their purpose is to kill us, and as long as we’re dead, becoming they are ’corpses,’ this La Garden theoretically won’t attack us anymore!"

Using death to avoid attack?

Jin Jian looked bewildered, stepping back nervously:

"Are you out of your mind..."

Yu Xiu seemed to have caught the inspiration, yet couldn’t quite grasp it.

Zhao Douan wasn’t keeping them in suspense, chuckling as he explained:

"Don’t forget, I have a Wild God with me—the Dragon Girl. Because these divine servants are dead, the Dragon Girl can’t deal with them, but the Dragon Girl can put us into a fake death state."

Back then, when they were being hunted by Xu Jingtang, they used this method to evade the Evil God’s perception!

If they could evade the Evil God, then why not the divine servants?

"But if we’re in a fake death state, how do we move forward?"

Yu Xiu raised a crucial issue; last time, they had a unicorn pulling a carriage, but now the conditions weren’t sufficient.

Zhao Douan looked at Pei Niannu with a smile:

"That’s where Senior Pei comes in. Senior Pei’s state isn’t ’living,’ which we’ve seen throughout our journey—these divine servants never attacked Senior Pei. And Senior Pei can control my body."

Meaning... the three of them would enter a fake death state, allowing Pei Niannu to drive them forward like a "corpse herder"...

"This..." The two women were a bit anxious; the method sounded feasible but also posed a risk. If they encountered danger midway, they would struggle to react quickly.

But, the world offered little choice.

The two women exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth: "Let’s try it!"

Pei Niannu calmly said:

"Don’t worry; if there’s danger, I can control this boy’s body to protect your bodies for a moment."

With a plan in mind, Zhao Douan wasted no time, immediately employing the Dragon Girl to pull the two priests and his Divine Soul into a dream-like state.

In an instant, the three people’s eyelids "plopped" shut, dying on the spot, leaving only three warm "corpses."

Pei Niannu floated behind them, extending red threads that controlled Zhao Douan’s body like a puppet on strings.

Having Zhao Douan extend his arms, one arm embraced Yu Xiu, the other held Jin Jian.

Then, with one on each side, the blessed Zhao Douan mechanically took steps forward.

Pei Niannu drove them forward just like a "corpse herder."

An astonishing scene unfolded.

As they proceeded, the four of them were seemingly overlooked. Along the Divine Road, divine servants would emerge from the hedges on both sides but seemed unable to "see" them. After wandering in confusion, they returned to their origins.

Moving on.

Roadside trees with pale-colored and terrifying branches swayed as if waiting to launch an attack, but ultimately, they did not strike.

Onward they pressed.

Suddenly, in the darkness, eerie shadows the height of dozens of feet loomed, wandering around the four, seemingly in search of prey.

But in the end, they wandered aimlessly and returned with nothing.

Throughout this, Pei Niannu maintained a calm expression, displaying no tension towards the eerie enemies. Instead, her eyes were filled with nostalgic affection for revisiting.

Finally.

Upon breaking through numerous defenses, the group reached the deepest part, entering an empty plaza with no plants in sight. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Pei Niannu withdrew her silk threads, and Zhao Douan, Yu Xiu, and Jin Jian simultaneously opened their eyes.

They awoke from the dream.

Zhao Douan had just awakened, feeling dazed, with smooth warmth on both sides of his body, as if against two delicate figures, while distinct fragrances assaulted his senses.

One arm seemed draped over something firm, while the other hand did not.

Almost instinctively, he grasped with both hands.

"Ah!"

Two soft exclamations erupted, making Zhao Douan’s scalp tingle. Out of the corner of his eyes, he met Yu Xiu’s murderous glare and saw Jin Jian’s suddenly crimson cheeks.

"Hehehe..." Pei Niannu chuckled, unfazed by the drama.