Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master-Chapter 760 - 244: Why Do I, Ning Zhuo, Need Zhuangyang?_2

If it were the Ning Zhuo of the past, he would definitely remain silent, focusing on endurance, always keeping a low profile, and avoiding such flamboyant scenarios.

Charge, charge, charge!

Ning Zhuo’s speed became faster and faster.

He had never been this fast before.

This was his first experience in life, so thrilling that it made his scalp tingle.

The Golden Core shone brightly in the wheel, and because it was bursting with full force, it even started to tremble slightly.

The entire Five Elements Golden Core wheel, due to modulating and transforming the power of the core, had already reached its limit, making the whole wheel scorching.

Meanwhile, the Dual Yin Return Flow Array responsible for regulating internal and external pressure, flickered uncertainly, as if panting heavily.

The entire mechanical battle armor emitted a buzzing sound from overloading.

Sun Lingtong suddenly soared, charging towards a higher altitude!

Ning Zhuo, not willing to be outdone, followed closely, also suddenly soaring.

In that instant, his elbows, hips, legs, and both feet pressed tightly against the inner wall of the battle armor.

His entire face was distorted by the pressure, his teeth constantly chattering; Ning Zhuo hurriedly clenched his teeth and closed his mouth tightly.

The wings of the Golden Swallow, bearing the drastic change in direction, also began to tremble violently at that moment. The pressure at the base of the wings was the greatest, emitting a creaking sound, alarming those who heard it.

"Boss, ease up a bit," Ning Zhuo reminded.

Sun Lingtong, however, cheered, "This is really intense!"

The next moment, Ning Zhuo saw the flames on Sun Lingtong’s mecha in the sky suddenly surge again, and the flames being emitted were no longer red but orange-red.

Evidently, the temperature was higher.

Ning Zhuo, unwilling to concede, could only grit his teeth and catch up.

He also pushed the Fire Tongue Formation to its limit.

The feeling of being pushed back suddenly tripled in intensity!

The cushioning air membrane formed by the Dual Yin Return Flow Array was pressed as thin as a piece of paper.

A dull pain continually radiated from his hip bone, which was pressed against the inner wall of the mecha.

His entire body endured heavy pressure, as if carrying a thousand-pound weight!

Suddenly, Ning Zhuo followed Sun Lingtong and directly shot into the cloud layers above.

In an instant, his vision turned completely white, hand outstretched, couldn’t see his own fingers.

The earthen shield bore more pressure, and the red heat on the surface of the Iron Han Armor quickly faded, even forming a touch of frost on Ning Zhuo’s inner thigh for a moment before disappearing.

Whoosh!

Only after three breaths, Ning Zhuo’s vision suddenly widened, seeing clear skies stretch for miles.

The blazing sun hung high, extremely dazzling, illuminating the sea of clouds.

Ning Zhuo was already immersed above the sea of clouds, perpendicular to the ground, still ascending swiftly.

He squinted his eyes, surveyed his surroundings, and for a moment, felt his heart surge, uttering a light whistle, fully expressing youthful vigor.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, I can fly freely!

"Where’s the boss?" Ning Zhuo stopped whistling and looked around.

Sun Lingtong actively transmitted thoughts, "Little Zhuo, come here, look at what I’ve discovered."

Ning Zhuo then slightly reduced the flames, adjusted his direction, and dove back into the sea of clouds.

Passing through this cloud sea, he and Sun Lingtong successfully converged, witnessing a hunting scene.

Two Golden-Feathered Dark Eagles, one large and one small, circled in the air. On the mountainside, the flock of sheep huddled nervously together, hiding behind the leader ram.

The smaller Golden Eagle was precisely the one Sun Lingtong and Ning Zhuo had just scared into making a crow sound.

The larger Golden Eagle should be its father, its head alone as large as a bull’s, its iron-grey hooked beak over two feet long. The feathers on its nape appeared a gradient of black and gold, rising as a crown of black gold.

Its wings spread open, spanning six zhang, casting a massive shadow of death on the grassy mountainside.

Its eagle claws were like bronze, with legs as thick as the waist of a grown man. Each of its four toes was the length of a short sword, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Every flap revealed the robust muscle lines beneath the feathers, resembling mountain ridges forged by molten iron, exuding a powerful sense of strength.

The arrangement of feathers on its back formed an arrow-like sharp direction, with twelve tail feathers extending over a zhang, filled with concentrated golden brilliance.

This was a Golden Core Level adult Golden-Feathered Dark Eagle!

The Golden-Feathered Dark Eagle’s dark golden pupils locked onto the sheep flock.

Suddenly, the Dark Eagle closed its wings, plummeting like a meteorite, its claws open, each claw entwined with pale green wind pressure.

The ram leader on the mountainside raised its head and let out a long neigh, spitting out a blaze of flame, with an unusual speed.

The Golden-Feathered Dark Eagle slightly sidestepped to avoid the attack, then flew into the sheep flock, grabbing with its claws and caught two sheep respectively.

It then rose to the high sky, gently squeezed its claws, crushing the two spiritual sheep into pieces of meat.

In an instant, blood and shattered bodies rained onto the grassland, causing the sheep flock to panic even more.

After doing this, the Golden-Feathered Dark Eagle did not continue attacking, but rather let out an eagle screech, calling for the small eagle.

The young eagle mimics its father and begins hunting.

But the ram leader continuously spews flames, forcing the young eagle to dodge repeatedly, and it fails multiple attempts.

The father eagle roars angrily, then flaps its wings, stirring up a violent wind pressure, pushing down the green grass, blowing the herd to kneel on the ground, huddling together, trembling.

The young eagle receives its father’s help, regroups, successfully catches a ewe, and flies to high altitudes.

The sheep flock wails, while the young eagle lets out a shout of joy.

"Interesting," Ning Zhuo observes with amusement.

Sun Lingtong’s eyes glimmer with a new idea: "Little Zhuo, why don’t we use the Iron Han Armor to have a contest with this gold-winged black eagle?"

Before Ning Zhuo could respond, Sun Lingtong immediately charged at the adult golden eagle and launched an attack.

The adult golden eagle had noticed Sun Ning for a while, seeing Sun Lingtong charge towards it, it immediately opened its mouth and spewed a golden light.

Sun Lingtong nimbly avoided it, almost about to collide with the golden eagle, suddenly adjusted at the crucial moment, and brushed past the golden eagle.

The earth shield and the golden eagle’s feathers rubbed violently, sparking a series of metallic flashes.

"I’m going to roast the bird!" Sun Lingtong seized the opportunity to reveal the palm, aiming at the golden eagle and sprayed Li Fire.

The golden eagle cried out in pain, angrily flapped its wings, stirring up a gust of wind, blowing Sun Lingtong away.

Like a blade slashed upright, the golden wings behind Sun Lingtong split the fierce wind again, rushed over, and entangled with the golden eagle.

Nearby, the young eagle saw its father was confronted, angrily joined the fight.

Ning Zhuo quickly joined the fray.

For a moment, two people and two eagles continuously clashed in the air, back and forth, bustling.

The golden eagle is a Golden Core Level demon cultivator, thick-skinned, excels in Wind Element, Gold Element, its feathers like a layer of golden armor, the defense is startling.

However, Sun Ning’s Iron Han Armors are quite the standard Golden Core Level battle force.

Alternating attacks of Li Fire, golden wings quickly made the adult golden eagle bleed and wound.

The golden eagle didn’t linger in battle, grabbed the young eagle, and fled in panic.

Sun Ning hovered in mid-air.

"Not pursuing?" Sun Lingtong looked at Ning Zhuo in confusion.

Ning Zhuo slowly shook his head: "Considering their father-son bond, let’s leave it be."

Sun Lingtong chuckled and chose to obey.

Ning Zhuo lost his father at a young age, mother at two, plotting against Nascent Soul Cultivator to rescue his mother, now traveling the world, also seeking relics.

From these actions, Ning Zhuo’s emphasis on familial bonds can be seen.

It’s precisely lacking something that causes desire and pursuit of something.

Deficiencies in childhood often trouble a person’s lifetime.

The two hover in mid-air, quietly watch the golden eagle father and son fly away.

Baa, baa, baa.

At this time, the ram leader took the initiative to walk under the two, looking up and lowering its cry.

Sun Ning noticed.

The ram leader lowered its head, its abdomen contracted, and spat out an illuminated orb from its mouth.

It spat the orb onto the grass, bent its front knees, kneeling, kowtowed to Sun Ning three times, then stood up and turned away.

"Is this a gift for us?" Ning Zhuo hadn’t expected such a gain.

His curiosity piqued: "What is this?"

Sun Lingtong identified and laughed out loud: "This is Blazing Sun Essence. Heavy as a mountain when it encounters Yin Qi, light as a feather when it touches Yang Energy!"

"This is an excellent masculine sacred item."

Ning Zhuo naturally read about it, but seeing the actual item for the first time, he immediately lost interest: "My Origin Yang is intact, Yang Energy abundant, why need masculinity?"

"Having tested limits, let’s set off for White Paper City."

Sun Lingtong acknowledged.

The two no longer dallied, entered the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, continued on their way.

Black Water Mountain, White Paper City.

Inside the City Lord’s Mansion.

Sang Le Youling knelt trembling, bit the bullet to plead guilty: "Lord City Lord, I have failed you! The male concubine procured was intercepted!"

The City Lord, hair disheveled, bound by dozens of Magic Treasure level chains, shouted: "I’m losing control. Yang Energy, I need more Yang Energy!"

"You are given ten days to gather three hundred more male concubines."

"Any mistake this time will result in immediate execution!"

"Yes, yes, my lord." Sang Le Youling hastily kowtowed to thank and left.

Frightened leaving the City Lord’s Mansion, she immediately ordered: "Quick, Lord City Lord needs more men! The stronger the Yang Energy, the better!"