Jiang Lin: Hall Master, You Wouldn't Want Your Soul Clan...

Rumble!

As the lightning tribulation began to flicker, the people below finally saw what terrifying existence lay within those pitch-black thunderclouds!

"Five colors?! Five-colored Pill Lightning?! No! Five-colored Artifact Lightning?! How is that possible?!"

As the people below watched, a bolt of five-colored lightning shot down from the rolling thunderclouds above Mo Mansion and struck the enormous object within the roiling black mist!

Only then did they finally see what that terrifying body standing between heaven and earth within the black mist truly was!

"A b-bone frame?! No, that's—?!"

Amid cries of alarm, a puppet mech based on grayish-white bones carved with black runes, with semi-transparent black Dou Qi as its flesh, flickered in and out of sight amid the five-colored lightning!

"Phantom Spirit Artifact Art? As expected, that guy's abilities had been stacking up step by step." Lei Dong stood in the black mist below with his arms folded, looking up at the gigantic skeletal true form made of Dou Qi energy. His deep eyes could not help but tremble slightly.

Jiang Lin had once said that the pinnacle of the Phantom Spirit Artifact Art was the ability to use Dou Qi energy as material and freely shape whatever one needed.

And now, Jiang Lin had clearly applied the mature techniques of the Phantom Spirit Artifact Art to Hun Ke'er's puppet Life Artifact.

"By the way, what did Spirit Artisan say he wanted to forge last time?" As Lei Dong watched Jiang Lin and Hun Ke'er undergo their tribulations above, he asked Lan Hong in the distance.

"Mm..." Lan Hong thought carefully, then said hesitantly, "I think it was called... Susanoo or something? I can't remember. There couldn't possibly be such a bizarre name."

As Lan Hong spoke, she looked toward the Soul Hall higher-ups who had completely surrounded