"After all that time, the old woman refined them into mirage puppets long ago. Tsk, tsk. Their cultivation is slightly lacking, but their potential is truly extraordinary. Given enough time, they will certainly become kings among the mirage puppets—and some of the substitutes I am most satisfied with."
"However, your appearance seems to have changed things. You will become the finest mirage-puppet substitute of all."
This Mirage-Puppet Ghost Mother was truly cautious. She was already this weak, yet her opponent still refused to lower her guard.
Her true body was still hiding somewhere within the mirage realm. With such formidable strength, she was still keeping her head down and her tail tucked away. Lu Xiaotian truly did not know whether to call her cautious or cowardly.
Originally, Lu Xiaotian could have made his plan even more watertight: spend tremendous effort breaking through the formation, then accidentally enter it, and finally lure the Mirage-Puppet Ghost Mother out.
But Lu Xiaotian did not want to drag things out any longer. Concern had thrown him into disarray. Luo Qian's life or death was unknown, and with his own formidable strength, he no longer feared minor details. This made Lu Xiaotian feel somewhat emboldened.
Once trapped inside this formation, he truly could not escape by relying solely on his own strength while in such a disadvantageous position. At least from a normal perspective, his opponent already held victory firmly in her grasp. It seemed the Mirage-Puppet Ghost Mother wanted to completely subdue him before taking action or showing herself.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, a strange power invaded him. His opponent directly tried to seep into Lu Xiaotian's body.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes flickered. Even the source lightning power of a Dragon Lord–level Three-Eyed Thunder Dragon could be guided into the Green