"Yah hehehehe—"
A series of sinister, shrill cries, like night demons wailing, suddenly came from every direction.
Yue Wuyai's attacking momentum froze once more.
Round objects resembling balls of rhinoceros hide suddenly came crashing down from above.
Everyone grew vigilant, thinking they were some kind of thrown attack and preparing to defend themselves, only to see those leather balls transform midway through the air into small humanoid puppets.
The puppets had no eyes, noses, or ears on their faces, only a savage gaping mouth filled with jagged teeth. Beneath their leather-like skin, crimson radiance flowed rapidly like blood.
Lu Feng's expression tightened. From these suddenly appearing puppets, he sensed familiar auras.
They somewhat resembled Artisan Hero's Nine Puppets Array, but they seemed far more peculiar and powerful than any he had seen before. Recalling how Artisan Hero had excitedly shouted about gaining new insights when they last met, Lu Feng secretly understood that these were likely what he had tinkered out.
Even with Lu Feng's current strength, he could not fully see through them, which was enough to show how extraordinary these strange puppets were.
Before anyone could recover their senses.
Artisan Hero descended leisurely from above, stroking the signature Dragon Whiskers hanging over his forehead, his figure brimming with wicked arrogance.
"And what if you add this old man to the mix!?"
Artisan Hero glared coldly at Yue Wuyai, killing intent gleaming in his hawk-sharp eyes.
The strange puppets at his side obediently drew close, following the aura he casually guided them with as they guarded Lu Feng and Ning Xiang.
Recognizing the newcomer, Mo Qianqiu threatened, "esteemed guest, the Artisan Hero name is at the height of its fame. Do you truly intend to involve yourself in this matter now? To protect this devil and stand against my