"Dragon?"
Several of them recognized the ancient form of the character for dragon.
It lay quietly amid the starry sky, unmoved by anything. Light and shadow flickered in and out, appearing and vanishing.
"Careful."
Though Dao Qiongchang possessed extraordinary experience, he too furrowed his brow now, yet he did not voice any questions.
He believed that if even he did not recognize it, Xu Xiaoshou and Ba Zunan were even less likely to.
Their gazes met, and in tacit understanding, none of them considered leaving the Relics of the Gods.
From afar, Dao Qiongchang summoned a Heavenly Mechanism Puppet to approach.
It had to be said, cannon fodder was quite useful at times like this.
Thirty thousand miles across the starry sky could be crossed by that Heavenly Mechanism Puppet at top speed in merely a dozen breaths.
"It slowed down!"
Xu Xiaoshou watched intently and calculated with precision that the closer the Heavenly Mechanism Puppet came to that ancient character for "dragon," the slower it moved.
Once it stepped into the hundred-mile radius around the character for "dragon"...
"..."
The Heavenly Mechanism Puppet did not so much as give a warning or react in the slightest, much less make any sound.
After shattering, it was ground into nothingness.
It died on the spot!
Dao Qiongchang's pupils dilated.
No one knew better than he what grade of body his puppet possessed.
Even without deploying its various defensive measures, its base defense was comparable to a First Grade shield cultivator's—barely enough to count as Half-Saint-level defense.
"No warning..."
"No reaction..."
"Death without the slightest delay..."
Those were what mattered most. Other than a gap so vast it was utterly absurd, nothing could explain that Heavenly Mechanism Puppet's death.
"Try again?" Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the Lecherous Old Daoist, not feeling the