The Primordial Battle Puppet stood there like an eternal mountain, emanating a heart-palpitating heaviness and primordial aura.
"Is that... a puppet?!" someone cried out.
Kun Yu's pupils contracted!
From that dark-gold figure, he sensed an exceedingly ancient threat. It was not a living creature, yet that only made it more bizarre!
The blue-gold spear of light was upon it!
The dark-gold figure moved.
It raised its scarred right arm. There was no dazzling radiance, only an utterly pure dark-gold texture. It threw a straightforward punch at the spear of light!
Boom!
It was not a crisp shattering sound, but a dull boom like a giant war drum!
The blue-gold spear of light collided fiercely with the dark-gold fist!
Violent energies clashed and annihilated one another wildly!
The anticipated scene of the light spear being effortlessly shattered did not occur. The spear trembled violently, actually holding against the dark-gold fist for an instant!
The dark-gold figure's advancing fist was visibly halted. Spatial cracks spread from its knuckles, releasing faint cracking sounds.
Meanwhile, the blue-gold spear of light rapidly dimmed and twisted during the deadlock. Finally, with a boom, it exploded into a rain of light that filled the sky!
The dark-gold figure shuddered slightly and took half a step back, grinding the rock beneath its feet into powder.
A fine crack that had already existed on its fist seemed to lengthen slightly, so subtly that it was nearly imperceptible.
Yet it had indeed taken Kun Yu's nearly full-force strike head-on!
The entire area erupted in uproar!
"It blocked it?! What kind of puppet is that?!"
"What terrifying material! It took Kun Yu's Drooping Sky Peng Spear head-on and only retreated half a step?!"
"Look at the cracks on that puppet... It seems severely damaged, yet it still possesses such power?!"
Cries