The Puppet Emperor himself stood motionless at the far end of the surging halo. As the fist shadows came crashing in, however, one phantom after another split off from him and stepped into the Pill Soul Tower.
One punch followed another. At this moment, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even sense the slightest sign that his opponent was forming a spatial domain of laws. His attacks followed no discernible trajectory.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes widened as he tried to discern even the faintest mystery in the Puppet Emperor's movements.
He could only vaguely sense that wherever the other party's will went, his fists followed.
Every strike conformed to the supreme principles of heaven and earth, already beyond the scope of ordinary spatial domains of laws. Between him and these two old monsters lay two vast realms: the Law Body and the Primordial Spirit Body.
His use of the profound meaning of laws was also far cruder by comparison.
As Lu Xiaotian shook his head to himself, the Great Emperor of Qinling had already split off nine faint phantoms and surrounded the Corpse Lord Ying Gou. One punch followed another. His punches seemed incredibly slow, yet also left one dazzled, as if lost in a cloud-shrouded mountain.
Bang, bang, bang! The clash between them didn't last long before the Corpse Lord Ying Gou took several punches in succession. His figure wavered, corpse aura roiling around him as his body twisted now and then.
"Stop! Stop!" Seeing that his body was about to be beaten apart, Ying Gou hurriedly called for a halt.
The nine puppet phantoms stopped at once, though they still surrounded Ying Gou. "That's more like it. Saves us both a lot of trouble."
"I don't have much time. Hurry up."
A flash of green passed over the Corpse Lord Ying Gou's