Return from the second dimension

Faced with the mighty Tang Zhen, with four heads roaming around like small mountains, thousands of tribal cultivators chose to submit.

They knew very well that although their own numbers were superior, they could not possibly be Tang Zhen's opponent.

The four super-powers in charge of leading the troop were all lost to Tang Zhen, so how could they have the confidence to fight and flee?

The wisest thing to do is to be a good captive and accept the slavery honestly.

For those monks who surrender voluntarily, both the enemy and the enemy will not be overly difficult, but will treat them as kindly as possible.

After all, cultivation is not easy, and everyone is his or her own master, so there is no need to exterminate them all.

This is especially true of the monks of the Original Extreme Realm, who seldom leave anything to chance, leaving no way out for themselves.

Under Tang Zhen's escort, the captives arrived at the Lou City monks' camp and joined the mining team.

Seeing Tang Zhen return from his victory again, the monks of Lou Cheng thundered with joy, needless to say.

The fact that Tang Zhen had slayed three super-strong cultivators in a row had given the Lou City cultivators strong confidence that he possessed great fighting ability.

At the same time, it also confirmed one thing: the cultivation strength of a super-strong person was not directly related to the time of promotion.

But a super-strong person like Tang Zhen, who had just been promoted, was really unheard of in the past.

Other super-powered people who were promoted would not be so fierce that they could kill three veteran tribesmen in a single battle.

Seeing Tang Zhen return victorious and kill a super strong man, the building city monks felt that they had taken it for granted.

It was a matter of course for them to kill another tribesman with the strength of one against three.

Capturing tribal monks twice in a row, making the number of monks who had opened the mine exceed five thousand, which was already quite a large lineup.

According to the normal formation pattern, a super strong man would lead about a thousand cultivators.

Tang Zhen had killed four enemy warriors and captured all the tribal monks, so it was normal to have these numbers.

With so many people, the momentum immediately became different.

The increase in the number of monks doubled the speed of mining, and the mines gradually became riddled with holes.

Thousands of monks cooperated with each other, continuously mining and digging, just like ants gnawing on an elephant.

The surface didn't look much different, but the inside was riddled with holes, and the efficiency of mining was amazing.

The efficiency was so high that the fat man took the brunt of the credit.

Perhaps because of the special way he awakened, the fat man possessed a special ability, which was to sense the location of the fragments of the remains.

Ordinary monks looking for the pieces of remains rely on experience and luck, and have no way to sense them.

It was only because the crystal ore contained the power of rules that could disrupt and block perception, even for peak gods.

The fat man, however, was able to release his bloodline power when he touched the crystal ore, causing it to become his own flesh and blood in an instant.

In that split second, the fat man was able to sense what was going on inside his body and determine the exact location of the remains of the fragments.

Based on the distribution of the fragments of remains, the route of excavation was made, and then the task was assigned.

With the fat man's operation, the monks would have an easy time digging and would only need to move towards their predetermined goal.

The monks had never had such a mining method before, and had a sneaking suspicion of the ability that the fat man possessed.

While feeling shocked and envious, they also felt a strong sense of celebration, not expecting to be assigned to such a team.

A newly promoted super-strong man had easily killed four powerful enemies and captured thousands of tribal monks.

The other one had awakened his natural supernatural ability, and not only could easily kill the remnant monsters, but also seemed to be able to detect the location of the fragments of the remains.

If this was really the case, the fat man's special talent would make even a revered lord envious.

Even a Sovereign cultivator would need certain substances from the debris to cultivate, and would even personally participate in mining.

With the aid of Fatty's ability, it would be incredibly easy for His Holinesses to search for ore.

If this ability is proven, Fatty's importance will increase immediately, and even the super-powerful will not be able to compare with him.

Perhaps this was the last time they would work with the fatty on a mission, and next time the fatty's teammates would become strong Noble Lords.

The Lou Cheng cultivators secretly marveled, and so did the tribal cultivators.

Tang Zhen's forceful extermination of the tribesmen made them both shocked and angry, and they marveled that the Lou Cheng cultivators were indeed hidden dragons and tigers.

After arriving at this mine, the fat man, who was in charge of the digging, gave the tribal monks another big shock.

After guessing the fat man's ability, the tribal monks again sighed, "Lou Cheng monks are really tough enough.

In a randomly encountered team, there were actually two tough monks, whose strength and means were astonishing.

It was true that there were no false scholars underneath the reputation, and there was no injustice in losing at the hands of the Lou City Friars.

Now that they had fallen into the hands of the Lou City Friars, they were enslaved collectively, and the tribal monks had suppressed their resistance.

As long as they could save their lives, it didn't matter even if they became mining slaves.

Unlike ordinary people, monks did not need to be shackled or whipped or berated, and would take the initiative to complete their tasks in earnest.

Even on the surface, there is no difference between a monk and a servant monk.

As long as Tang Zhen sits here, there is no possibility for the captured tribal monks to escape.

If there was a guy who was not afraid of death and dared to try to escape from this area, the rule power hidden in his body would instantly explode.

If it was a rule of fire, it would be burned to ashes in an instant, and if it was a rule of freezing, it would turn into a lump of ice in a split second.

Each of the captured monks knew the consequences of fleeing, and no one would seek their own death.

The wind was calm, and neither the monsters nor the enemy monks showed any signs of life in the area.

While Tang Zhen was on guard and practicing, he had a new task to do, which was to refine an energy restoring elixir for the fat man.

The use of natural divine abilities to explore the crystal mines was not unlimited, and it would cause loss of one's own essence blood.

Even if the fat man had an extraordinary physique, he could not withstand such a probe at all.

Tang Zhen discovered the problem in time, and immediately used the remains of ancient creatures as raw materials and began to use the heavens and earth as a furnace to make spirit pills.

Such an operation was clearly seen by the monks, who did not hide from outsiders.

When they saw Tang Zhen easily refining the remains of ancient creatures and using various materials to make the elixir, many monks were stunned.

Many Lou Cheng cultivators know how to make pills from empty space, but they cannot compare with Tang Zhen.

There are different levels of cultivation, and the same is true for the Hundred Arts Technique in the cultivation world, with some cultivators having a glimpse of it, and others having accomplished it.

Compared to Tang Zhen's alchemy techniques, some monks who once showed off their alchemy techniques in public could not wait to drill their heads into the mud.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt ashamed.

The more you think about it, the more ashamed you feel. The Lou City cultivators who knew about Tang Zhen's methods were not surprised, because Tang Zhen was already the strongest alchemist in the hunting camp.

Tang Zhen was already the strongest alchemist in the hunting camp. The best alchemists in Lou Cheng were gathered there, and Tang Zhen's strength was naturally on the level of a saint if he could take the lead.

The monks had different thoughts, but Tang Zhen's methods really made the monks marvel.

With the spiritual pills provided by Tang Zhen, the fat man was able to add wings to his tiger, and his speed in exploring the crystal mine became faster and faster.