Seeing the Soul Pagoda Qin Fengming had mentioned before them, Fellow Daoist Yilian and Yi Ao were both stunned on the spot.
The Soul Pagoda stood more than a dozen zhang tall. It had thirteen levels, and every level was densely inlaid with tiny humanoid puppets.
The puppets were incredibly lifelike. Each one had glowing threads running across its body, resembling the meridians of a human body.
If Fellow Daoist Yilian looked closely, he would find that all the fine threads connected to a tiny crystal embedded in each puppet's chest. At this moment, the small crystals were dim, looking like nothing more than ordinary stones.
Surveying the entire tower-shaped structure, Fellow Daoist Yilian discovered that many of the densely packed puppets were already damaged. Some of their bodies had been shattered beyond recognition.
Although Fellow Daoist Yilian did not know how the puppets had been refined, he was already certain that these puppets, only a few inches in size, must be connected to the skeleton army that had attacked them earlier. Perhaps these puppets were those terrifying skeletons themselves.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, can the puppets be restrained as long as we follow the incantations recorded on the jade slip?" Shock flickering in his eyes, Yi Ao asked anxiously.
The moment he saw the puppets covering the Soul Pagoda, his entire body had turned cold, and his scalp had prickled relentlessly.
"Yes, that's right. As long as you cast the talismanic incantations according to the patterns on the jade slip with all your strength, you'll be able to suppress the Soul Pagoda's activity. As for this Qin, I need to enter the courtyard and destroy some of the mechanisms inside. Otherwise, we won't be able to get close to that grand palace at all."
Qin Fengming's tone was utterly certain,