Zhang Tie vanished. When he reappeared, he was already at the Xuanwu Puppet Beast's control core. He had reached this place so easily not because of his great strength, but because there were no defenses activated here at all. Clearly, the Divine Envoy had never imagined that anyone could kill him.
"Multicolored light swirls within it without dispersing. This aura is extremely similar to the aura within an immortal treasure, but something feels off." Zhang Tie gently touched a thumb-sized piece of jade-like material before him and muttered to himself.
There was something else that greatly puzzled Zhang Tie. He had just slain more than three thousand people, including the Divine Envoy, yet he had not found a single storage artifact. Could it be that these people did not use storage treasures? But that seemed rather unlikely upon further thought.
Zhang Tie pondered these questions inwardly, but he did not stop examining this enormous construct.
After roughly half an hour, aided by his skills as an Eighth-Tier Formation Master and his years of experience refining Blood Corpse Puppets, Zhang Tie had more or less figured out how to operate the Xuanwu Puppet Beast.
With a wave of his hand, dozens of formation flags flew out. Empowered by the incantations he formed, they landed in different positions. Although Zhang Tie did not possess the token or any other key for controlling this Xuanwu Puppet Beast, he could create one himself.
Two hours later, Zhang Tie stood in the most luxurious pavilion atop the mountain, looking at a black formation disk in his hand. With a light tap of his finger, he injected a stream of spiritual power into it. The runes on the formation disk slowly lit up, and in the next moment, the Xuanwu Puppet Beast below the mountain began