"What?" Roland froze slightly. He focused his gaze carefully, and his face instantly revealed a look of shock.
"Indeed, these six people do not possess souls, nor do they have a trace of yang energy in their bodies. They are completely composed of a soil with a special texture..."
"I did not expect people of later generations to actually create such a bizarre technique."
"However... why do I feel that technique looks a bit familiar?"
"Hero Roland, you being familiar with it is exactly right!" Alex hurriedly nodded and said in a deep voice.
"Do you still remember your nemesis, Daoist Hundred Harms?"
Mentioning this title, cold intent instantly burst from Roland’s eyes. "Of course I remember!"
"That despicable and cunning Shaman who casually manipulated the dead and toyed with the living. Even if he turned to ashes, this old man would recognize him!"
Alex pointed at the Nether Earth Ghost King above the execution platform. "Hero Roland, look. That man is called the Nether Earth Ghost King."
"His technique for summoning undead spirits is called the Nether Earth Soul Chase Technique."
"It was precisely born from Daoist Hundred Harms’s soul-controlling technique!"
"So that is how it is..." Roland nodded thoughtfully and gritted his teeth.
"Back then, in order to kill Daoist Hundred Harms, I hunted him down for hundreds of years, just to make this technique vanish from the mortal realm."
"I did not expect this sinister technique to actually be passed down, and even modified to be more terrifying."
"People of later generations truly disappoint this old man too much!"
Alex said sincerely. "Hero Roland, me leading my family disciples here today is to save my Hale family’s Fourth Elder."
"But right now, because I cannot defeat these six puppets, we are being suppressed, and the disciples under my command are being tragically slaughtered."
"Please, Hero Roland, do not be stingy with your words. Teach this junior how to deal with these immortal and indestructible monsters."
"If you can help my Hale family overcome this tribulation, I will definitely offer sincere tributes in the future, letting Hero Roland eternally enjoy the incense offerings of the Hale family’s descendants!"
"Hahahaha, spare me the incense offerings. I am not the ancestor of your Hale family. Why would I want your tributes?" Roland waved his hand and smiled with interest.
"So you specifically invited me out just to have me help you deal with these living corpses, right?"
"Correct." Alex immediately nodded.
"The bodies of these people are cast from Netherworld soil, possessing endless spiritual energy. They cannot be killed or smashed to pieces, and even if their heads are chopped off, they can immediately recover."
"Moreover, because their cultivations are too strong, my sealing techniques cannot do anything to them."
"This junior is truly at my wits’ end and can only beg Hero Roland for assistance."
"Hahahaha, you coming to me, you definitely found the right person." Roland grinned, unhurriedly cracking his knuckles with loud crack-crack sounds.
"Come on, just dispel this barrier, and I will help you eradicate them!"
"Ah?" Alex froze and said carefully.
"Hero Roland, these people are immortal and indestructible, and no technique can kill them."
"What method does Hero Roland plan to use?"
"No method is needed." Roland clenched his fists and grinned.
"My pair of iron fists is the nemesis of these living corpses."
"Oh?" Alex focused his gaze and only then noticed that Roland’s hands exhibited a steel-like dark cyan color, and on the backs of both hands was tattooed a word, Overlord.
"Kid, to tell you the truth, I am the reincarnation of the soul of the Immortal Realm’s Great Emperor Overlord." Roland grinned.
"Great Emperor Overlord is the number one righteous person of eternity. Just the righteousness on his body is enough to intimidate and scatter all evil demons and crooked paths."
"Although my strength is not one ten-thousandth of Great Emperor Overlord’s, fortunately, these iron fists inherited his righteousness."
"These living corpses transformed from Netherworld soil are existences you cannot kill or destroy."
"But to this old man, it is nothing more than one punch per person."
"Truly?" Alex froze slightly, instantly revealing wild ecstasy.
"The Heavens truly help the Hale family, the Heavens help me!"
No wonder Daoist Hundred Harms, as the ancestor of Shamans, was tormented by Roland for most of his life, even getting scared out of his wits at the mere mention of his name.
It turned out that this Hero Roland was the reincarnated avatar of Great Emperor Overlord, he had no other skills except for this pair of hero’s iron fists, which could be called a peerless power in the world, summoning him was truly the right call.
"Good, Hero Roland, then this junior will first have my nascent soul return to its position and figure out a way to stall these six people." Alex said sternly.
"Once this junior pins them down, Hero Roland will then appear and send all of their souls back to the great void with one punch each!"
"Good, let us do it this way!"
Promptly, Alex and Roland hit it off instantly, and his nascent soul returned to his main body.
The Immovable Lord Technique, coupled with the body-protecting divine dragon, had truly astonishing defensive power. While his nascent soul was out, he had been besieged and bombarded by all six for so long, yet he had not been tainted by a single speck of dust.
Alex smiled slightly, unhurriedly standing up, and looking at the six enemies before him, his eyes no longer held the slightest fear. Surging blue light permeated his palms as he blasted it toward the surroundings.
"Freeze!"
The six were completely focused on attacking, fundamentally not expecting his counterattack, so none bothered to dodge.
The blue light wove into a net, subsequently transforming into ice, freezing all six entirely within it.
"Heh, truly a guy who does not learn his lesson." The Nether Earth Ghost King sneered coldly and mocked playfully.
"What is the point of using this kind of technique one more time?"