"It was you who used the spirit treasure as bait to lure us into your trap."
"You miserable Puppet Palace Master—you actually deceived everyone."
Old Ghost Wang gnashed his teeth.
The Crimson Gold Puppet glanced at him and said casually, "Actually, the City Lord had long since sensed that a mutant was deeply hidden within the city."
"I merely went with the flow and casually set up a trap."
"I didn't expect to actually hook such a big fish."
"You were able to lie low in Bianlin City for so long. Surely it wasn't merely because of some special method, was it? You must have other accomplices in the city as well."
"If you don't want to live a life worse than death, you'd better confess honestly."
As he spoke, the Crimson Gold Puppet strode toward Old Ghost Wang, an invisible pressure bearing down head-on.
Old Ghost Wang quickly recalled the two remaining mutants, then let out a hideous grin. "Puppet Palace Master, do you think you can suppress the entire situation by yourself?"
"Do you think we have no backup plan?"
The next moment, a shrill howl rang out. Immediately afterward, a pitch-black portal emerged from the void.
Countless tentacles drilled out from the other side of the portal, surging with an eerie aura.
"The Black Demon Gate!"
The Crimson Gold Puppet's gaze sharpened slightly. He abruptly spread all five fingers, and in the next instant, countless golden rays burst forth like sharp swords tearing the heavens and earth apart, violently striking toward the portal.
The portal shook violently. It collapsed and disintegrated after holding out for less than a few breaths. Many tentacles were severed in half before they could even crawl through, yet some still surged out, rapidly condensing into three horrifying figures.
Three more mutants appeared.