Recognition

"Squad Leader, the higher-ups won't let us kill people casually. Killing them all won't solve the problem."

"Killing them would feel good enough, but who's going to pay the compensation in Spirit Stones?"

said the cultivator who had shackled Lu Jing in chains.

"That depends on whether the one killed was even human."

"What do you mean?"

"See for yourself." Zhong Han kicked the head at his feet and caught it in his hand.

Sweeping it with his divine sense, he sneered. "A Nascent Soul-grade imitation puppet. The components are an old model, and it carried an imitation spirit treasure. It must have been hard for him to control this antique with the soul-splitting technique."

"We don't even know whether the one controlling this imitation puppet was a person or a ghost."

"This was developed by the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, wasn't it?"

The Golden Core cultivator beside him said in surprise, "I heard imitation puppets don't require equivalent cultivation to control. As long as one can skillfully use the soul-splitting technique, they can remotely control it with their Yin Spirit. Then the cultivation of the person behind it..."

"Who knows?" Zhong Han waved a hand slightly.

Unless they traced it back to its source, it could not be used as evidence.

But trying to investigate it was fraught with difficulties.

The Great Artifact Sect was called a sect, but in truth, it was a colossal entity formed from countless pavilions, halls, branches...

And every department consisted of people. Since they were made up of people, they naturally could not coordinate as perfectly as precise puppet mechanisms.

Unless the Holy Lord overrode all objections.

But that was impossible even to think about.

As Zhong Han inspected the recording instruments around them, he ordered his subordinates to transport the entire Nascent Soul-grade