Puppet That Changed the Balance of Power Among the Heavens

An individual will might not decide victory or defeat, but the right choice could win the final victory.

When that colossal warship blotting out the sky appeared in the skies above the Feihong Realm, Liu Sanpao nearly burst into tears.

Today, he had doubted himself again and again, questioning the correctness of his judgment and his choices.

He had judged that Fire Egg was a dog Kaiyuan Immortal Kingdom would surely rescue, yet the people of Kaiyuan Immortal Kingdom had delayed in coming.

He had thought that although Ziwei Sect was still somewhat stronger than Hongquan Sect, the gap was not that great. They were just a bunch of farmers—no matter how formidable they were, how formidable could they be? If they truly fought without restraint, Hongquan Sect should have been an opponent in the same league as Ziwei Sect, capable of contending with them. Yet at the first clash, they shattered; at the first test, they were finished. Both sides had hidden cards, but what Ziwei Sect had hidden was vastly more formidable than anything Hongquan Sect possessed.

Watching disciples die and suffer injuries, watching blood nearly dye Mang Mountain red, watching the enormous sect fall to such a state—Liu Sanpao, who had brought the sect to this point, was naturally heartbroken beyond measure. He doubted himself, doubted life itself, and had nearly been left with lifelong regret.

But night had fallen, then dawn had come again.

His judgment had not been wrong. The people of Kaiyuan Immortal Kingdom had truly arrived.

He did not care whether they were people or puppets.

He did not care what kind of Puppet the North Star Ziwei was, nor what power it possessed.

He only knew that once Kaiyuan Immortal Kingdom entered the field, this battle no longer had anything to do