Just now, those three who sacrificed themselves were actually deliberately going to their deaths. Through their sacrifice, they bought time for their companions, enabling the execution of that Man Niu!

Furthermore, the weapons they used were somewhat peculiar. At first, Ye Luo hadn’t paid much attention, but later he discovered that those seemingly unimpressive sticks, knives, and swords were actually Spirit Martial Weapons!

Spirit Martial Weapons are forged using a special method and are imbued with Spiritual Power. While their destructive power is minimal, they have a unique capability: they allow those who haven’t cultivated to unleash potent skills.

Moreover, these weapons are easy to conceal and simple to forge. If used appropriately, they can exhibit extraordinary power!

The Yingchen Family is training death warriors!

That’s right, death warriors. Those slaves participating in the fights are nothing but death warriors.

Because what Ye Luo saw in them was a fearless determination and cold-blooded indifference!

Suddenly, Ye Luo’s expression changed slightly.

Because he saw their next moves!

Those victorious slaves did not stop there but instead took out small bottles from their bodies. From the bottles, they poured a special liquid. At the same time, they began setting up a formation—a strange and eerie formation!

The liquid was poured onto the lifeless bodies of the three slain individuals and the fallen Barbaric Beast. Subsequently, they rapidly activated the formation!

A quarter of an hour passed, and unbelievably, the three dead individuals and the Man Niu began staggering to their feet once more!

Suddenly, a thought struck Ye Luo!

Corpse King Palace!

Yes, that’s exactly it—Corpse King Palace!

Back on Earth, wasn’t the Corpse King Palace adept at the same techniques? Their greatest skill lay in refining and controlling zombies. Could it be that these people are from the Corpse King Palace?

No, impossible. Corpse King Palace is an Earth-bound creation.

Here, this is the Martial Realm, so they couldn’t possibly be members of the Corpse King Palace.

If not Corpse King Palace, then the only possibility left is the Corpse Sect!

Back on Earth, Ye Luo had heard a rumor: the Corpse King Palace served the Great Tang Empire’s Third Prince. And in the Martial Realm, they were known by another name—Corpse Sect!

Damned!

Who said the Yingchen Family acted independently, without aligning with other factions or submitting to anyone?

The Yingchen Family is clearly under the power of the Great Tang’s Third Prince!

If not for witnessing the methods of the Corpse Sect today, Ye Luo would have never known!

Corpse Sect!

At this moment, Ye Luo gazed down at the people below with a chilling glint in his eyes. On the surface, it appeared as though those trapped in the arena were pitiful!

But within Ye Luo’s heart, there wasn’t pity for them—only hatred!

Back on Earth, the Corpse King Palace had committed far too many atrocities!

Initially, Ye Luo hadn’t even considered seeking revenge on the Corpse Sect because he knew very little beyond the Sect being under the Third Prince’s control. Finding them was an impossible target!

But now, it seems Ye Luo has found them!

Found the people of the Corpse Sect!

Ye Luo fell silent, quietly observing these individuals.

Soon, the dozen or so slaves and the Man Niu withdrew from the arena.

However, another batch of individuals appeared in the center of the arena.

This group was markedly different from the previous one.

This time, there were no fewer than 300 people, yet every single one of them was a young, beautiful woman. They carried an air of extreme fear, trembling with terror from the moment they entered the arena!

A crowd of young girls huddled together, eyes fixed in panic on the high-ranking noble sons above them. They had no clue what fate awaited them, but they knew one thing—it wouldn’t be anything good!

Some immediately dropped to their knees, begging for mercy, while others stared with eyes brimming with despair and defiance.

"Oh? What kind of trick is this? Could it be that Young Master Ying is planning to resurrect all these girls?"

"Come on, Master Ying, don’t do that. So many girls—if you don’t want them, how great would it be for me? Among them are a few with outstanding beauty; they’d keep me entertained for days!"

"Hahaha, why are you all so impatient? Did you notice the hairpins on these girls’ heads? There are six types of hairpins. Soon, I’ll release six groups of slaves dressed in different colored clothing. Pick a color, then take this—it’s called a Puppet Chessboard. In a moment, you’ll be able to command the slaves linked to the corresponding hairpins. Let’s see which of you can use the slaves to capture or kill the most girls. How about that for fun?"

"Interesting. Puppet Chessboard? Does this mean we can control them however we want?"

The idea piqued the nobles’ interest—the notion of using the Puppet Chessboard to snatch girls was a game they had yet to experience.

"Of course. These puppets are entirely controlled by the chessboard, so you can play however you like. But since we’re playing this game, there ought to be stakes. These girls, of course, belong to whoever captures them, but a few girls are worthless. We should wager something more substantial, don’t you think?"

"That’s fine with me! If I lose, I’m willing to wager the offspring of a Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Cicada. And what about you? What are you betting?"

The group of nobles eagerly placed their bets. As aristocratic progeny, they had access to rare treasures. Unfortunately, the value they placed on human life was disgustingly low!

The game soon began as six cages were brought out. Within each cage, 500 puppets were confined!

To Ye Luo’s eyes, these puppets were nothing but zombies!

These puppets were likely the corpses of those who had perished in the arena. Yet even in death, their bodies were reduced to mere playthings for these nobles!

At the same time, the girls were automatically divided into six groups and directed toward the zombie puppets!

The fear the girls felt was palpable, yet their terror meant nothing to the noble sons watching on high!

"Hahaha, Brother Gao, here I come!"

Suddenly, a young noble shouted and immediately activated his Puppet Chessboard. Instantly, 200 zombie puppets split off and advanced toward another noble on the side!

But since the noble surnamed Gao hadn’t yet mastered the operation of the Puppet Chessboard, in the blink of an eye, over a dozen girls were snatched away. Amid the violent struggle between puppets, several of the girls were gruesomely ripped apart and split into two by the zombies’ tearing hands!