After that demon puppet self-detonated, more than a dozen figures suddenly shot out from the surrounding mountains and rivers.
Every one of them seemed to be burning as they tore through the sky and charged at Su Yi.
On closer inspection, they were unmistakably demon puppets.
"Daoist Su, be careful—!"
In the distance, Li Zhong's expression changed.
Su Yi frowned.
He did not dodge.
Instead, he charged straight at those demon puppets.
At the same time, his fingers became a sword as he slashed through the air.
Boom!
Several hundred feet away, the demon puppet charging at the very front exploded, shattering into pieces and unleashing a terrifying torrent of destruction.
Su Yi circulated his cultivation. That torrent of destruction, comparable to the full-force strike of an Ascension by Rosy Clouds Realm departed spirit, was effortlessly neutralized, like a breeze brushing against his face.
And Su Yi continued charging forward.
Dazzling streams of Sword Qi rose from his palm and slashed through heaven and earth.
In merely a few breaths, those demon puppets were slaughtered until they lay in tatters, exploding one after another. The torrents of destruction they unleashed pulverized the nearby mountains and rivers into dust, leaving heaven and earth in turmoil.
Yet Su Yi's figure seemed impervious to all laws, entirely unscathed.
Li Zhong was dumbfounded.
Those were Yellow Springs Demon Mountain's Ascension Level Demon Puppets. Each was worth a city, an absolute Ultimate Weapon. Back in the Primordial Era, Yellow Springs Demon Mountain had become renowned throughout the world precisely because of its inheritance of the Puppet Dao.
Speaking honestly, if he had faced such an assault, he might have survived, but he would inevitably have been in a most miserable state.
But Su Yi had not dodged at all. Like dry weeds and rotten wood