At this time, on the other side of the secret realm, lost in the depths of the forest.

A rotten, smelly swamp.

The calm muddy surface suddenly boiled over. As the mud rolled, bubbles burst, wisps of black smoke emerged, and a disgusting smell spread. It seemed as if something was crawling and wriggling underneath.

Soon, a small clay figure filled with filthy, rancid mud emerged.

Looking around, this small swamp is filled with small clay figures.

Everyone's movements were stiff, and they crawled towards the shore like machines.

When these clay figures completely climbed ashore, they all turned into human beings.

But in fact, these are all tricks!

If Qiao Yuan were here, he would find that some of the clay figurines looked the same as those dead vendors!

As a thin mist passed by, those strange figures disappeared in an instant.

Then the surface of the swamp began to roll and bubble again, and one monster after another crawled out of it.

It repeats itself over and over again.

Until an old man in black robe appeared at the spot.

…

Looking at the mud figures in the swamp and the shrinking swamp mud, the old man fell into confusion.

"That doesn't make sense. Why is the swamp shrinking so quickly?"

"At this rate, we won't be able to produce another ghost here in a week at most!"

The old man in black robe was Feng Sha's father.

Ever since the day he entered the Lost Forest and discovered this place, the Feng family's plan for hegemony emerged in his mind!

Just a few days ago, he accidentally discovered a secret.

The secret of those spiritual fruits!

The seeds are those awakened people who eat the pseudo-spiritual fruit!

Occupying the secret realm and planting spiritual fruits are the first two of his three plans!

The key is still missing, and we cannot leave behind the planting of spiritual fruits. There is no place more suitable than here!

But burying a large number of awakened people is totally impossible to accomplish relying solely on the strength of a fifth-level awakener, and this requires the trick that he accidentally discovered.

People only know about his second brother, the sixth-level awakener, and his son Feng Sha, but no one knows about him, the head of the Feng family.

Even the information in the Security Bureau described him as an ordinary awakener. In fact, he himself had doubts at one point.

But everyone was wrong!

The third blood moon hung high in the sky.

A thing called strangeness appeared.

He finally discovered his own abilities. He was not an ordinary awakener, but a mysterious awakener who could control ghosts.

Indirectly bypassing the source of strange things to avoid being affected by them, the ability is extremely powerful.

But because there were no ghosts in the world before, he was always regarded as an ordinary awakener.

…

This swamp is not the source, but it has a certain relationship with the source, so it keeps giving birth to strange things.

These ghosts will actively look for awakened people in the outside world who are marked by black smoke. Of course... under his control, regardless of whether the awakened people are marked or not, these ghosts will act at his command.

Every time someone from the outside world kills a ghost, a new ghost will be born in the swamp, and it will be even stronger!

Under normal circumstances, the highest level you can reach is level five!

Then these ghosts will be instantly brought to the target by the mist.

He can only use this time to control Gui!

After all, he is not really controlling weird things. If this swamp does not create weird things, then he cannot be said to be controlling weird things!

When it was first discovered, this swamp was quite large, but now... its area has shrunk by more than half.

With his eyes fixed on the swamp, Father Feng gave the order.

"Stop, gather!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clay figures in the swamp stopped moving ashore and slowly gathered towards the center.

The clay figures began to merge with each other, and finally became one.

"Go ashore!"

After the order was issued again, the new clay figure came ashore and slowly turned into a human form.

"Or is it level five?"

"How is this possible? Why?" Father Feng asked in an incredulous tone.

…

I don’t know what’s going on these days, but the clay figures are being consumed at an increasingly faster rate. At first, this swamp could produce hundreds of them in one night.

But now, twenty is the upper limit!

Similarly, despite his special fusion, he was unable to create a pseudo-sixth-level ghost today.

The situation is getting worse!

What exactly went wrong?

While he was thinking, changes occurred in the swamp again.

In just a moment, the swamp in front of him shrank again, shrinking to about seven or eight meters.

One clay figure after another came ashore, and as a thin mist blew by, the monsters disappeared again.

"Who is it? He's been hunting these ghosts these past few days!"

Father Feng looked towards the mist with cold eyes, trying to find the real culprit.

His ability is only to unilaterally control the ghost. Unless he finds the source or stays here, he cannot change anything.

But if we stay here, the search for the key will be delayed.

…

"That direction again!"

"Which beast has been killing people all this time? Since you're so willing to kill, I'll let you kill to your heart's content!"

"come out!"

Following a roar from Feng's father, dark shadows emerged from the forest one after another.

There are no less than forty of them packed together!

Among these dozens of ghosts, two stand out the most!

He would come here every night, steal some fifth-order monsters from this particular swamp, and fuse clay figures to create fake sixth-order monsters as a backup.

Aside from the speed being a flaw, the other aspects of these two bodies are completely at level six!

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