: The Colossus Ning Zhuo

2025-06-27 Author: Gu Zhenren

: The Colossus Ning Zhuo

"I feel so full of power!"

Ning Zhuo was exhilarated.

This was the first time in his life he was officially controlling the Paper Giant.

After making a deal with the City Lord of White Paper Immortal City, the Paper Giant now belonged to Ning Zhuo. Following their agreement, the City Lord taught him the specific control methods.

Afterward, Ning Zhuo secretly practiced a few times but always stopped short, keeping it low-key.

When the crisis erupted at the south gate, Ning Zhuo rushed over immediately. Instead of joining the fight right away, he first entered the Paper Giant and activated it.

Once activated, Ning Zhuo felt himself inflate like a balloon, becoming a giant within moments, as if putting on a paper garment.

At first, he could still sense the difference between the paper garment and himself.

But soon, that feeling vanished entirely; he and the Paper Giant had completely merged.

Ning Zhuo's spirit soared to great heights, his soul and body becoming imperceptible, leaving only the awareness of the Paper Giant.

From the outside, after kicking away the Golden Core Ghost General, the Paper Giant began to change rapidly.

It took on a green-faced, fanged appearance, resembling a ghost, with Yin energy gushing from its white paper body. The Yin energy, dark as ink, turned from intangible to solid, forming a layer of black iron armor that equipped the Paper Giant.

Ning Zhuo kicked the Golden Core Ghost General aside as effortlessly as a person kicking away a mouse.

He pressed his advantage, striding forward and lifting his foot to stomp down hard.

Bang.

His foot possessed terrifying force, directly imprinting a deep footprint crater into the city's pavement.

The resulting air blast swept like a gust of wind, blowing the Crimson Ghost General away.

The Crimson Ghost General felt a chill run through him, staring at the footprint crater. "If that had hit me, I'd be severely wounded and near death!"

Yang Sanyan's divine sense reached out as he said to Ning Zhuo, "Ning Zhuo! Stop chasing recklessly. I'll handle these Golden Core Ghost Generals! You should go deal with the big one!"

"Alright." Ning Zhuo agreed promptly.

That earlier kick, though it hit the Axe Ghost General, was only due to catching him off guard.

In actual combat, the Paper Giant's strength was immense, but its speed was slow, making its moves easy to predict.

Hence, the subsequent stomp was easily dodged by the Crimson Ghost General.

"Dealing with these small foes is indeed inconvenient."

"Unfortunately, the Paper Giant really doesn't have any means for that."

Having experienced the war in Two Notes Country, Ning Zhuo naturally possessed ample combat awareness.

He knew Yang Sanyan's advice was spot on and decisively abandoned pursuit of the Ghost Generals, striding quickly toward the Death Bone Colossus.

Thump, thump, thump…

As the Colossus Ning Zhuo ran, each step left footprint craters, shaking the ground with every impact.

Bang!

With another loud crash, Ning Zhuo collided directly with the Death Bone Colossus, tackling it to the ground.

The buildings beneath the two giants were instantly crushed and flattened.

Tie Gu Zheng's eyelids twitched as he quickly transmitted via divine sense, "Don't fight here, move farther from the city gate!"

Colossus Ning Zhuo stood up first, followed closely by the Death Bone Colossus.

The latter swung its arm in a punch from left to right, aiming for Ning Zhuo's head.

Colossus Ning Zhuo ducked, dodged the counterattack, grabbed the Death Bone Colossus, and executed a clean shoulder throw.

Bang.

The Death Bone Colossus slammed heavily into the ground, raising a cloud of dust and collapsing another dozen buildings, sending paper scraps flying everywhere.

Just as Ning Zhuo was about to press his advantage, he heard someone shout, "Watch out!"

A gust of wind rushed from behind.

Ning Zhuo instinctively crouched and rolled, evading the heavy blow from behind.

It was a second Death Bone Colossus!

Its fist, like a battering ram, swept through the air and smashed into a nearby three-story paper tower that hadn't fully collapsed yet!

Boom!

The paper tower exploded like a ignited powder keg, deforming and swelling violently in an instant before shattering into countless paper fragments and scraps.

The debris flew out like a meteor shower, crashing into distant low-rise houses and causing secondary damage.

Ning Zhuo rolled a distance away, crouched, and turned to look.

Seeing the two Death Bone Colossi standing together, his heart sank. "How do I fight this?"

His gaze instinctively shifted to another direction, focusing on a ghost cultivator.

It was the Mournful Music Ghost Lyrist.

She was still maintaining her Extinguished Path Candle.

The candle was burning fiercely, already two-tenths consumed.

"I have to take her out!"

"Otherwise, more Death Bone Colossi will keep coming!!"

Ning Zhuo scanned the area and saw Yang Sanyan and Bone Tomb Taoist locked in fierce combat with the Golden Core Ghost Generals, unable to break through immediately.

So Ning Zhuo decided to act himself.

But as soon as he stood up, he was surrounded by the two Death Bone Colossi.

Bang, bang, bang…

The three giants clashed head-on, engaging in intense close combat.

"Being bigger isn't always convenient!"

Lacking practical experience in this form, Ning Zhuo was entangled by the two Death Bone Colossi.

Turning, punching, stepping back, dodging sideways, using force against force… Though outnumbered two to one, Ning Zhuo quickly gained control and took the upper hand.

The Death Bone Colossi were strong and heavily defended, but they lacked intelligence and even basic martial skills, giving Ning Zhuo many advantages in close combat.

The good times didn't last, as the arrival of a third Death Bone Colossi shifted the situation.

Colossus Ning Zhuo was forced to retreat step by step.

He fell back into a cluster of buildings, crushing a house with every step.

"Time to use martial techniques!"

The Paper Giant came with built-in abilities.

Martial Technique—Long-Armed Python Constriction.

Colossus Ning Zhuo's arms suddenly elongated, attacking together from left and right like two living, pale giant pythons!

The python arms wrapped around the Death Bone Colossus.

Crack, crack, crack…

The Death Bone Colossus's body was forcibly twisted apart, the sounds of snapping bones echoing continuously.

To Ning Zhuo, it felt like breaking dry wood.

Under the Paper Giant's strength, the Death Bone Colossus's bones shattered like rotten branches!

One Death Bone Colossus's upper body was constricted until only its spine and head remained.

Just as it was about to be completely destroyed, the remaining two Death Bone Colossi activated, their bone spikes expanding as they enveloped Colossus Ning Zhuo.

Many sharp, thick bone spikes pierced through the armor, deeply embedding into the Paper Giant's body.

Excruciating pain followed immediately.

Ning Zhuo grunted but persisted with the Long-Armed Python Constriction, determined to crush one Death Bone Colossus before pushing with both palms and kicking back with his legs to create distance from the other two.

The Paper Giant's armor and body were now riddled with holes.

Two Golden Core Ghost Generals slipped through the large openings into the Paper Giant.

Ning Zhuo sensed this, both shocked and furious. "What's going on? What is Yang Sanyan doing? He actually didn't stop these Ghost Generals?"

He had great faith in Yang Sanyan's combat prowess and had high expectations.

Yet, at this critical moment, Yang Sanyan had failed.

However, when Ning Zhuo scanned the area and saw Yang Sanyan, his heart sank, and he immediately understood.

Yang Sanyan had blood trickling from his mouth, his chest caved in with a deep imprint from a club.

He glared fiercely at his ambusher. "What is the Soul Devouring Sect trying to do?"

The one who ambushed him was none other than Bone Tomb Taoist.

Bone Tomb Taoist, from the Soul Devouring Sect, was a Golden Core True Inheritor of his sect. He stroked his bone club leisurely and said to Yang Sanyan, "The Soul Devouring Sect naturally wants more."

"However, the White Paper City Lord values her independence more."

"Even if we offered better terms, she refused to ditch the Myriad Forms Sect and make our sect the primary one here."

"In that case, cooperating with the Forgotten River Manor Lord is only reasonable."

The White Paper City Lord's call for external aid had invited a wolf into the house.

Yang Sanyan coldly retorted, "Our Myriad Forms Sect has painstakingly built its presence in White Paper Immortal City, contributing immensely. Becoming the primary sect here is only what we deserve."

"Bone Tomb Taoist, you will pay for your mistake!"

Boom…

Yang Sanyan and Bone Tomb Taoist clashed, locked in a fierce battle with no immediate resolution.

This left Ning Zhuo in a tough spot.

His energy was only enough to control the Paper Giant and deal with the two Death Bone Colossi outside.

As a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, being able to activate and control an Early Nascent Soul-level Paper Giant was already quite an achievement.

Currently, Ning Zhuo had no extra strength to handle the enemies inside the Giant, let alone disrupt the Mournful Music Ghost Lyrist.

If she wasn't eliminated, she would keep summoning more Death Bone Colossi!

Time was on the side of the Yin Soldier army.

Boom…

Ning Zhuo rolled on the ground, again dodging the pincer attack of the Death Bone Colossi. He also used the motion to shake off other Golden Core Ghost Generals trying to get in.

The path he rolled over saw all buildings flattened or exploded.

Bang, bang, bang…

The two Death Bone Colossi pursued relentlessly.

As Ning Zhuo tried to stand, his knee suddenly gave way.

It was the Axe Ghost General, who had attacked inside the knee, destroying most of the formation nodes there.

"Not good!" Ning Zhuo's merged state with the Paper Giant was broken.

He immediately felt extremely uncomfortable, every movement feeling as heavy as carrying a mountain.

Another Ghost General, following the left arm, headed for the chest.

He wreaked havoc along the way, causing the armor on Ning Zhuo's left arm to rapidly fade, on the verge of disintegrating.

Ning Zhuo instantly felt a tearing pain in his left arm.

Boom!

The Death Bone Colossus landed a heavy blow, knocking Ning Zhuo down.

The powerful impact made Ning Zhuo feel as if his soul was being struck, causing intense, cramping pain.

He could only curl up, defending with all his might.

Bang, bang, bang…

The Death Bone Colossus attacked repeatedly, each strike like a heavy hammer pounding Ning Zhuo's soul.

For a moment, Ning Zhuo's ears rang incessantly, his vision darkened at the edges, and he even began to see fine, blood-red spots.

He was beset by troubles both inside and out.

Even if he wanted to escape now, he'd have to sever the tight connection with the Paper Giant.

A rash separation would bring terrifying backlash!

The Underworld.

Ritual Altar of Tribulation Offering.

The Soundless Ghost Monk's Annihilation Black Sphere and the Forgotten River Manor Lord's Ten-Thousand Soul Torrent were locked in a stalemate.

The former's Extinction Zen Tones aimed to annihilate the Manor Lord's forces.

The Forgotten River Manor Lord made his choice!

He formed hand seals, shifting his attack.

The Forgotten River's waters surged out, transforming into several Dark Underwater Flood Dragons!

The flood dragons roared ferociously, formed from millions of tons of river water, boundless Yin energy, immense mana, and countless souls.

They carried terrifying death aura, bypassing the Annihilation Black Sphere to collectively charge at the Soundless Ghost Monk.

The Soundless Ghost Monk was mercilessly slaughtering the Manor Lord's followers.

Faced with the围攻 of the flood dragons, his turbid eyes finally showed emotion.

A single one was enough to tear apart an ordinary Incarnation Stage cultivator, and now seven were围攻 him!

The Soundless Ghost Monk summoned his life-bound treasure—a Buddhist Wheel.

The wheel rose into the sky, its terrifying aura radiating outward, boosting the Ghost Monk's presence to its peak!

The wheel spun rapidly, its Buddhist light carving out a battlefield, warping space, and instantly forming a towering, indistinct, withered Buddha phantom!

The Buddha of Extinction!

The charge of the seven Dark Underwater Flood Dragons was halted by the Buddha phantom, unable to advance!

The Forgotten River Manor Lord's expression changed.

He knew this was the critical moment in their contest.

He couldn't retreat, nor could he afford to.

At this crucial juncture!

The Forgotten River Manor Lord summoned a seal.

The seal was entirely black, neither metal nor jade, simple and ancient in design. The knob was a coiled Nether Dragon, its sides engraved with countless intricate, flowing Underworld Runes—the ultimate symbol of authority ruling the Forgotten River Netherworld and controlling the Forgotten River: the Forgotten River Manor Lord Seal!

This was a National Treasure!

The Manor Lord held nothing back, channeling his lifelong cultivation into the seal and hurling it fiercely at the Buddha phantom!

Struck head-on by the National Treasure, the Buddha phantom violently contracted.

The National Treasure hovered in the air, suppressing the battlefield.

The seven Dark Underwater Flood Dragons regained their momentum, climbing over the Buddha phantom and tightly entangling it.

The flood dragons emitted draconic cries, their powers resonating, until head connected to tail, forming locks that sealed the Buddha phantom layer by layer.

The Forgotten River Manor Lord Seal was also enclosed.

Finally, it formed a massive silver-gray sphere. On its surface, seven Dark Underwater Flood Dragons were embossed.

The Soundless Ghost Monk quietly gazed at the Forgotten River Manor Lord, his tattered monk robes fluttering without wind, his gaunt body becoming transparent and illusory like a bubble.

Finally, he stepped back, the space beneath his feet rippling like water as he merged into the darkness and vanished.

"Quite decisive." The Forgotten River Manor Lord snorted coldly.

Though victorious and having sealed his great enemy's life-bound Buddhist Wheel, his mood was heavy.

His own Manor Lord Seal had been taken along with it.

Without that, how could he have suppressed his enemy's Extinction Buddhist Wheel?

"Perhaps this was another scheme to weaken my combat power!" The Manor Lord sensed the scent of conspiracy.

But he had no choice, forced to respond step by step.

What he lost wasn't just his Manor Lord Seal, but also his followers.

Of the original five Nascent Soul cultivators, only two remained, and sixty percent of his thirty-thousand strong forbidden army had perished in extinction.

"Go." The Forgotten River Manor Lord commanded softly, pushing with both palms to direct the Forgotten River Soul Flow, moving both the Annihilation Black Sphere and the Dark Underwater Silver Sphere away from the altar, hiding them within the dense阴云.

"Go!" Inside the Paper Giant, forced into a corner, Ning Zhuo had no choice but to summon the mechanical puppets.

Facing fierce enemies, he cautiously brought out his major combat assets.

Heavy Armor Blood Ape · Da Sheng.

Shadow Blade · Ye Hu.

Underworld Envoy · Qi Bai.

Buddhist Physician · Meng Yaoyin!

The Buddhist Physician, holding a sickle, appeared and, with a slight change in expression, actively looked around.

Ning Zhuo: "Mother?!"

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