Void Lightning Pool

Inside the secret chamber.

The fire cauldron dispersed, but the searing heat remained in the air. Two enormously muscular black figures stood suspended in the void.

Their bodies seemed forged from black iron and refined steel. The faint aura emanating from them caused the surrounding space to collapse and warp slightly, as though on the verge of shattering.

After more than ten days of refinement and the expenditure of numerous precious materials, the corpses of the two Dragon Kings had finally been successfully refined into puppets.

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan slowly exhaled, exchanged smiles, then each flicked a finger. A drop of essence blood shot from their fingertips and landed upon the forehead of the puppet before them, becoming a faint bloody mark that slowly seeped inside.

A feeling akin to a connection of minds arose in both their hearts.

"From now on, you shall be called Northern King," Wei Yang said to the puppet before him.

"From now on, you shall be called Southern King," Xiao Yan likewise said to the puppet he had refined.

Upon hearing them, the eyes of the two burly black figures shifted slightly. Then, cold and hoarse voices devoid of any emotion emerged from their mouths. "Yes, Master."

As they examined their respective puppets, smiles appeared on both Wei Yang and Xiao Yan's faces.

Yet after studying them for a while, they felt somewhat disappointed, because the puppets' current strength had not reached their expectations.

"At present, they should only be able to rival Three-Star Dou Sheng experts at most," Wei Yang said softly.

"Mm." Xiao Yan rubbed his chin and nodded slightly, his gaze continuously examining the two puppets.

Puppets capable of matching Three-Star Dou Sheng experts—if news of this spread, it would be enough to cause a tremendous stir throughout the