The Talami Desert was an obscure desert, unknown to anyone but the locals within a very small radius.
However, to the people of the area, the Talami Desert was a death desert in the truest sense of the word.
Getting lost in the center of the desert basically meant that the entire village would be dining at your house.
Therefore, Talami was regarded as a forbidden place by the locals.
But at this moment, Talami was filled with a joyous atmosphere.
On a large sand dune in the center of the desert, a tent had been set up for shade, and dozens of ice blocks several meters high were placed around it, filling the desert with coolness.
The greatest source of coolness was not the ice, but a young man sitting on the ice.
This young man was semi-transparent, emanating an astonishing coldness. This was the ghost Qin Shuang, whom Wen Wen was using as an air conditioner.
What else could a ghost with ice powers do?
A place suitable for a clone ritual would naturally not be an ordinary place. This was a paradise for desert monsters.
Giant sand worms over ten meters long, large scorpions two to three meters high, and massive lizards covered in sharp spikes...
Any monster found here could tear a tiger or leopard apart.
However, in front of Wen Wen, these creatures could only pretend to be cute to barely survive.
The overlord of this place, a yellowish-brown desert dragon over ten meters high, lay to the side with its eyes askew, occasionally letting out a groan.
This fool had lacked the necessary respect when he saw Wen Wen and even attempted to attack him.
After being defeated, Wen Wen made him learn to meow like a cat, but he refused, so Wen Wen beat him into this sorry state.
The ritual was scheduled for ten o'clock at night, so Wen Wen was not in a hurry and planned to enjoy the golden beach first.
The rocking chair had been retired. What Wen Wen was lying on now was a high-end genuine leather rocking chair with a massage function.
This rocking chair was "borrowed" from the Big Wave Club. Not only this rocking chair, but all the high-end furniture, tableware, lighting, ornaments, and even some unspeakable items from the Big Wave Club were now stored in the containment facility.
Wen Wen did not do anything without profit. When he destroyed the Big Wave Club, he thoroughly ransacked it first.
Tao Qingqing was massaging his legs beside him, while he was commanding the monsters in the containment facility to wreak havoc on the monsters in the Death Desert.
Wen Wen released hundreds of monsters to play freely near the Death Desert. Most of the monsters here had little intelligence. As long as they saw humans, they would attack, making them ideal toys for the monsters in the containment facility.
Some of the more battle-hardened monsters or those with special abilities would be captured and brought to the containment facility.
As for those that were too ugly and useless, they were usually put down humanely.
To the villagers nearby, these monsters were a terrifying disaster.
But to these monsters, the monsters from the containment facility were demons that invaded their homes and slaughtered them indiscriminately.
Wen Wen had already prepared everything needed for the ritual.
In front of the tent was a shining platform shaped like a seven-pointed star. Wen Wen had fire-attribute monsters burn sand to create this platform.
Burning sand required no technical skill, as Wen Wen only needed a stable platform, not to make glass to sell for money.
The platform was inscribed with huge runes, and the materials used for the runes were enough to bankrupt an ordinary true-sequence super-powered individual. The seven corners were for placing seven monsters, and the corpse of Wen Li would lie in the very center.
Wen Wen had also "educated" the seven monsters.
The Beast of Revelry, the Fire Monkey, Old White Bear, Hu Youling, and Broccoli Head Brookly – these five monsters could be thrown directly onto the field.
The slightly more troublesome ones were Mosquito Girl and Ghost Dragon.
Mosquito Girl had been ensnared by Wen Wen in a love trap, and Wen Wen instructed Brookly to continuously deceive her.
Once the ritual disappeared, Mosquito Girl would lose the emotion of love.
As for Ghost Dragon, although it was a coward, it was a dragon after all, and its fear was not that deep.
So Wen Wen threw Ghost Dragon together with several other extremely ferocious monsters, and they were beaten up every day, turning it into a timid creature.
As dusk fell and it was almost ten o'clock, Wen Wen stepped onto the ritual platform, placed the corpse of Wen Li in the center of the ritual, and then summoned the seven monsters.
The seven monsters suddenly appeared in this place, and their expressions were all somewhat off.
The situation before them clearly indicated that they were to be used as sacrifices in some ritual.
Brookly stood up, intending to argue with Wen Wen.
Wen Wen had clearly only said he would use Mosquito Girl in love as material, not him...
Before he could speak, Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and all of them were rendered immobile, unable to even twitch an eyebrow.
He didn't want Brookly to reveal the truth. If Mosquito Girl lost her love, the ritual would have to be postponed.
With everything prepared, Wen Wen took out a specially made large syringe and drew a tube of blood from himself.
He injected this blood separately into the head, heart, and spinal cord of Wen Li, ensuring that this clone would absolutely obey his command.
As the time approached ten o'clock, a cool starlight sprinkled down from the sky, and a force from beneath the ground resonated with this starlight.
Wen Wen knew it was time. A red sphere appeared out of thin air in his hand. As soon as the sphere appeared, the sky around it turned red, and a wild and ominous power circulated through half of the Death Desert.
Fortunately, there were no ordinary people here. Otherwise, within the sphere's power range, all ordinary people would turn into bloodthirsty lunatics.
Wen Wen placed the sphere into the corpse's mouth. A beam of bloody light shot up into the sky, pushing away all the surrounding sand.
If Wen Wen had not burned the platform, the runes of the ritual would have been destroyed by now.
Wen Wen was not surprised by the corpse's astonishing movement. He directly placed his hand on the corpse's forehead and injected his second life, obtained from Hunter Island, into the clone's brain.
The rune array was also fully activated, and strange energies surged into the corpse.
As the ritual progressed, the corpse's face gradually became ruddy, it began to breathe, its pulse and heartbeat quickened, and its aura rapidly increased, soon reaching a level comparable to Wen Wen's.
Then, the corpse opened its eyes and looked at Wen Wen with a blank expression.
In this state, it could only be considered a living puppet.
Just then, the emotional power of the seven monsters turned into fine threads and entered the corpse's brain.
Colors gradually appeared in its eyes, and only then did it become a living person.
Wen Wen felt a connection through flesh and blood with it, and with a mere thought, he could control the slight movements of the corpse's fingers and toes.
This meant that the ritual was successful.
Just as Wen Wen was about to withdraw his hand, he felt a violent power brewing within the corpse. The power of the King of No Name began to spread over the corpse.
Countless disgusting illusions appeared in Wen Wen's mind, which he forcibly suppressed with his will, but the corpse began to struggle violently, on the verge of losing control at any moment.
Wen Wen knew that success or failure depended on this moment.
If he could control the corpse and suppress the power of the King of No Name, then this corpse would be his to command.
If he couldn't suppress it, this clone would be ruined, but at least he could escape the threat of the King of No Name's power, which wouldn't be a complete loss.
The black-robed man had long explained the pros and cons of this to Wen Wen.
Wen Wen knew in advance that suppressing this power would be difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult that he himself was almost trapped in it.
Wen Wen had overestimated his abilities, and compared to the pollution of the King of No Name, he was still a notch below.
Just as the ritual was about to fail, something unexpected happened to Wen Wen again.
At the neck of Wen Li's corpse, another head suddenly grew. This head held a sign in its mouth, also bearing Wen Li's face.
"Damn you, Wen Wen, what did you put inside my body?"
Wen Li looked at Wen Wen in horror. He could feel something very bad occupying his body, something a hundred times more terrifying than madness.
"You're not dead yet?"
Wen Wen's surprise was undeniable. Wen Li had been a corpse for so long, and the black robe had crushed his soul. How on earth had he survived?
Although Wen Wen didn't know how Wen Li had survived, it was clear that Wen Li's condition was not right. He had been contaminated by the power of the King of No Name, and the separated head was struggling to escape.
A fierce glint appeared in Wen Wen's eyes. He couldn't let Wen Li escape.
But he was currently presiding over the ritual and couldn't act himself, so he snapped his fingers with his other hand and released Randus Ghost Shadow, ordering him to eliminate this head.
Unexpectedly, the neck of this head suddenly broke, and a head quickly ran into the open space ahead.
But with only a head, no matter how fast it ran, where could it hide? It was soon caught by Randus Ghost Shadow.
Just as Randus Ghost Shadow was about to exert force to completely destroy it, the void suddenly裂开 (cracked) open, and a dark purple illusory hand stretched out from the opening!
This hand did not exhibit any overt power, yet it caused Wen Wen's heart to clench violently.
The hand lightly tapped Randus Ghost Shadow, and Randus Ghost Shadow flew out like a cannonball. During its flight, its body rapidly decomposed, only stopping when it was reduced to the size of an infant.
Then, the hand grabbed Wen Li's head and threw it into the rift.
After doing all this, the hand fixed its gaze on Wen Wen, who was conducting the ritual, and slowly flew towards him.
Wen Wen's hair stood on end. He wanted to stop the ritual immediately and focus on dealing with this hand.
But unexpectedly, Wen Wen couldn't move at all.
Just like a higher predator hunting small prey, the frightened small prey was unable to move, and Wen Wen was now completely immobilized.
Although this hand did not possess immense power, it made Wen Wen feel a sense of mortal danger.
He knew that if he were struck by this hand, he would surely die, but he couldn't even enter the containment facility now.
The dark purple giant hand moved to strike Wen Wen. Facing this irresistible and sudden situation, Wen Wen, with no other options, could only close his eyes.
But at this very moment, the mark on Wen Wen's right hand lit up...