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Chapter 4460: 5.0212 Land of Misfortune

Qiao Mu watched, feeling quite amazed.

These wooden puppets could even form battle arrays.

Seventeen or eighteen wooden puppets agilely flipped and jumped onto their companions' shoulders, their wooden arms swinging wildly.

Countless streams of spiritual energy immediately surged out, attacking Fu San and Wushuang directly.

Fortunately, the wooden puppets' cultivation was only around Spirit Realm Level Seven, which was far below Wushuang and Fu San's, so the two were temporarily out of danger.

However, the puppets themselves felt no pain, and they swarmed the two in piles, momentarily making things chaotic.

Fu San launched a few fireballs into the mass of wooden puppets, but the fire, though fueled by the wind, couldn't ignite them.

Clearly, these wooden stakes weren't so simple; their material must be fire-resistant.

Qiao Mu, Feng Chen, and Mo Lian leaped up, landing beside the two, and pushed away the wooden puppets surrounding them.

"Brother, Sister-in-law," An Wushuang's eyes lit up, and she quickly called out, "We need to find a way to trap these things! They can't be killed or burned, and look, look, even when they're broken into pieces, they can still move!"

Qiao Mu looked back and indeed saw several wooden arms and legs scurrying around them like headless flies, looking quite grotesque.

"Everyone, step aside," Qiao Mu frowned, raising her hand and tossing out a spherical, pitch-black bead. It soared upward, hanging high before everyone.

"What is that?" Princess Wushuang asked in surprise.

Qiao Mu didn't answer. She stretched out her hand and sent two streams of divine power, which landed heavily on the Heart of Misfortune.

The pitch-black, bright bead immediately erupted with thousands of faint, strong rays of light.

In an instant, the myriad rays of light swept over everyone present, covering the group of wooden puppets that were about to charge forward.

Mo Lian, Feng Chen, Fu San, and An Wushuang quickly raised their hands and pressed down slightly. Abundant power flowed through their bodies, keeping them firmly rooted in place without moving an inch. Only their robes and hair fluttered in the strong, fierce wind.

The strong wind spun past, and the hundreds of wooden puppets in front were immediately swept away.

The black bead slowly retracted its light, falling into Qiao Mu's hand.

The little poker-face calmly turned and glanced at the four of them, then casually put the Heart of Misfortune away. She said blandly, "Let's go."

"Wow. What was that?" An Wushuang bounced forward, looking around with a surprised expression.

"The Land of Misfortune," Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable said with a smile. "Before we met you, we accidentally fell into the Land of Misfortune. Qiao Qiao refined it into the Heart of Misfortune, breaking the Land of Misfortune and releasing us."

Young Master Fu San and Princess Wushuang were both filled with awe upon hearing this.

They had known that this Crown Princess was extraordinary, but they truly hadn't realized that her extraordinary qualities were so utterly unexpected.

"The Crown Princess has refined the Land of Misfortune for her own use," Young Master Fu San couldn't help but sigh softly.

She truly lives up to her title; her abilities are exceptionally outstanding.

"Ah, I heard that the Land of Misfortune is full of nightmares. Once a person enters, if they let their mind wander, they will encounter strange crises."

As long as one is alive, how could they not have thoughts? Even if one strictly controls their wild thoughts, it might be manageable for a day or two, but how could it be controlled for ten days or half a month?

"But these wooden stakes aren't living beings."

Qiao Mu had an indifferent expression. "Just throw them in there; let them be."

Anyway, the Land of Misfortune had no other use, and Qiao Mu had never thought of integrating it into her starfield to cause trouble.

"Hey, does that mean in the future, if we encounter corpse puppets, we can also throw them in?"