Retreat in Haste

Although suspicion had surged in Liu Qingliu's heart, there was no time for him to hesitate even a fraction longer.

The several clusters of scorching magma flashed and shot straight toward his body from more than twenty zhang away. Dodging was already difficult. Without the slightest hesitation, Liu Qingliu raised a hand and flung out the object he had been gripping. With a flash of black light, it transformed into a huge shield that blocked his front.

"Bang, bang, bang~~"

Several tremendous crashes rang out in succession. The black shield magic treasure Liu Qingliu had just summoned actually shattered with a thunderous bang after the final impact.

At the sight of what lay before him, Liu Qingliu's expression changed drastically. This shield was an ancient treasure with astonishing defensive power. Even an ordinary strike from an Early Nascent Soul cultivator would have struggled to damage it in the slightest.

He had never expected it to be shattered after blocking only a few attacks from the magma. The magma's power was even greater than Liu Qingliu had estimated.

While he was still aching over the shattering of his ancient shield treasure, red light flashed again before him. Several huge clumps of magma once more appeared in his field of vision.

"Ah, no good." As Liu Qingliu shouted, his body shot backward. At the same time, the mass of black light that had been wrapped around his left hand suddenly flew out, heading toward the several clumps of magma.

The instant the mass of black light left his hand, it transformed into a gigantic puppet head. With a flash, it solidified into a form almost indistinguishable from reality. When its enormous mouth opened, the four clumps of scorching magma fell into it.

A whimpering sound immediately arose. The seemingly mighty giant puppet