Everyone's scalps went numb.
Three Ancient Saint puppets!
They had thought there were only two, never expecting a third to be hidden away!
Judging by the traces remaining on the three puppets, they appeared to have come from different eras and factions.
Clearly, they had all been powerful figures who, over the long years, had once tried to seize the opportunity of the Treasure Saint Tree—only to be refined into puppets by the sacred tree instead, left to guard this place for all eternity.
Ancient Saints!
They were already existences near the pinnacle of the Human Path realm, able to be called gods and ancestors, their might shaking all directions. Yet even so, they had still met such an end, refined into puppets without consciousness.
This Treasure Saint Tree was anything but simple!
What was even more alarming was that behind the three Ancient Saint puppets, within the distorted void, hundreds and thousands of shadowy figures emerged!
There were members of the Human Race, the Demon Race, and all manner of strange races. Their auras varied in strength, but every one of them had hollow eyes and reeked of death. They had clearly all been refined into puppets.
"Move!"
The Ancient Saint of Heavenly Corpse's gaze turned cold as he was the first to break the deadlock.
"My Corpse Immortal Sect will hold off one. The other two are yours!"
Before his words had even faded, he transformed into a streak of daylight and charged straight at the Ancient Saint puppet clad in bronze armor and wielding a massive axe. The axe-wielding puppet had the most violent aura, and was clearly the strongest of the three.
Boom!
The Ancient Saint of Heavenly Corpse and the giant-axe puppet crashed together violently. A terrifying energy storm erupted, plowing bottomless ravines through the