Chapter 493

This would be to drag these overseers into the water and have them buried with them.

After all, these slaves are different from the overseers; with the intensity of their work and their extremely meager rations, they will likely die suddenly within the seven days of building the hall.

One must know that in order to build this hall, three batches of slaves have been replaced this month alone.

The previous slaves, without exception, were worked to death.

So, since they are all going to die, if these slaves knew this news, they would inevitably drag these overseers to their graves.

It is a pity that these slaves are completely unaware of this.

"If you can complete the construction of the main hall within seven days, the State Preceptor will memorialize to His Majesty to request, um, the abolition of your slave status."

As a monster, how could Pudu Cihang care about the life or death of a group of slaves?

Therefore, this statement by the overseers is a complete lie.

However, the slaves, who are already in a desperate situation, burst out with great potential when faced with such hope.

At this moment, around the semi-finished main hall, there are thousands of slaves working together to build a magnificent structure.

A huge building constructed of boulders and trees, called a temple, but in reality, it is a palace.

"Who are you? This is a restricted area of the imperial court; how dare you trespass? Someone, catch him!"

"Catch him alive! Daring to trespass into the restricted area of the imperial court, he must be a rebel. Catch him alive and send him to my mansion so I can interrogate him carefully..."

A fat man wearing brocade clothes and weighing at least five hundred pounds looks at Marshal Tianpeng with a sinister smile.

Marshal Tianpeng is, after all, a god; not to mention his temperament, his appearance alone is far superior to that of mortals.

Precisely because of this, Marshal Tianpeng has been targeted by this fat man.

Moreover, this fat man has great power, so much so that the supervisors guarding the area around the hall have to obey his orders.

Marshal Tianpeng looks at the fat man before him, and killing intent suddenly appears in his eyes.

Not only because Marshal Tianpeng senses the evil thoughts of this fat man, but there is another more important reason: he senses demonic energy on this fat man.

One must know that as a human, at most, one might be superficially attached to demonic energy, but demonic energy will absolutely not be produced within the body.

However, the fat man before Marshal Tianpeng has a huge amount of demonic energy in his body.

This shows that the person appearing before Marshal Tianpeng is not a human, but a monster in human form.

"Beast, enslaving my human race, you deserve to die!"

Marshal Tianpeng, after all, once worshipped the Ren Sect, so his identification with the human race is naturally extraordinary.

Therefore, even though Marshal Tianpeng had prepared himself for this scene before entering the Strange Tales world, he still cannot help but get angry when he truly sees it.

Facing this small monster, Marshal Tianpeng even directly summons his Nine-Toothed Rake.

One must know that the Nine-Toothed Rake was forged by Taishang Laozi himself, who took refined divine iron and had the Five Directions and Five Emperors and the Six Ding and Six Jia assist him.

Only then was the existence of the Nine-Toothed Rake created.

And to have Marshal Tianpeng summon such a spiritual treasure to face a small monster with only True Immortal cultivation shows just how immense his anger is.

In Marshal Tianpeng's hands, the waving Nine-Toothed Rake is just as described in *Journey to the West*: it raises flames and brilliance, and falls with fierce winds and drifting snow. The gods of the Heavenly Court are all shocked, and the Yama of the Netherworld is terrified.

In this hall, Marshal Tianpeng holding the Nine-Toothed Rake is simply an invincible existence.

Although monsters are constantly coming out of this temple to fight Marshal Tianpeng.

But these monsters, no matter how powerful their strength or how strange their methods, cannot take a single move from Marshal Tianpeng.

Under Marshal Tianpeng's Nine-Toothed Rake, they are reduced to ashes, their forms and spirits scattered.

In less than ten breaths, Marshal Tianpeng has already fought his way into a main hall in the core area of the temple.

"What monster dares to trespass into my Cihang Temple? Where is the army?"

At this moment, appearing before Marshal Tianpeng is a monk with a compassionate face, exuding an aura of Buddhist Dharma.

Facing Marshal Tianpeng, Pudu Cihang appears righteous on the surface, but in secret, it is full of greed.

Unlike ordinary people, in Pudu Cihang's eyes, Marshal Tianpeng is a cultivator with such powerful strength.

There must be a vigorous blood aura within his body; once it can be swallowed and refined by Pudu Cihang, it will surely become a miraculous elixir for it to improve its strength.

However, also because Marshal Tianpeng had fought his way to the door, Pudu Cihang currently has little confidence in its heart when facing the awe-inspiring Marshal Tianpeng.

Therefore, Pudu Cihang's plan now is to use the army to wear down Marshal Tianpeng's strength, while it sits back and reaps the benefits.

As for whether the imperial army will obey its orders or turn and flee when facing the powerful Marshal Tianpeng.

Pudu Cihang has no worries about this at all, because by now, Pudu Cihang has already turned all the officials and the army of the entire imperial court into its puppets using the centipede monsters it controls.

Afterward, it even used deceptive demonic magic to bewitch the Emperor, who is merely a mortal.

Moreover, Pudu Cihang possesses an authentic Buddhist spell—the Soul-Snatching Sanskrit Sound.

Therefore, the Emperor of the human world can be said to have been bewitched by Pudu Cihang to the point of losing his mind, even regarding Pudu Cihang as the Buddha incarnate.

However, Pudu Cihang's plan is very perfect, but what Pudu Cihang did not expect is that Marshal Tianpeng's strength exceeds its imagination.

Of course, this cannot be blamed on Pudu Cihang; after all, the power level of the Strange Tales world is too low, so much so that not to mention Pudu Cihang, anyone in the Strange Tales world has their vision limited.

Therefore, in Pudu Cihang's eyes, although Marshal Tianpeng's strength is powerful, Pudu Cihang does not think that Marshal Tianpeng's strength exceeds its own by too much.

After all, Pudu Cihang, having absorbed the dynasty's fortune, is already close to the top, even if not the absolute peak, in the Strange Tales world.

"Hmph! Petty tricks!"

At this moment, Marshal Tianpeng takes a big step forward.

"Law of Heaven and Earth!"

Marshal Tianpeng expands rapidly, and the Nine-Toothed Rake in his hand also becomes extremely huge.

Then, with a single strike, the large number of soldiers gathered around the main hall all fall under Marshal Tianpeng's Nine-Toothed Rake.

Even on the ground, bottomless cracks appear.

Even though the strength Marshal Tianpeng has shown far exceeds Pudu Cihang's cognition, due to the limitations of the Strange Tales world's vision.

Even so, Pudu Cihang still does not think Marshal Tianpeng is much stronger than it, and even thinks in its heart that it still has a chance to defeat Marshal Tianpeng.

However, facing such a powerful enemy, Pudu Cihang does not dare to be the slightest bit careless.

In an instant, its chanting, filled with boundless Buddhist Dharma, resounds in the sky: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back and you are at the shore. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back and you are at the shore, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."