"Got it? How could you have gotten it? You're both standing right here. Do you think I'm blind?"
Ping Peng was gravely wounded. Looking at Yun Zhongjun and Xuan Feng, he couldn't help but sneer.
"If you want to get the String Puppet, the most important thing you should be doing right now is hurrying after that bitch Fu Qu!"
For a moment, both of his heads roared, their voices like rolling thunder.
It was clear just how deep his hatred for Fu Qu ran.
However, Xuan Feng and Yun Zhongjun weren't fools.
How could they fail to see that Ping Peng was only trying to send them away?
That way, he could escape.
Otherwise, Ping Peng would be facing certain death.
But when he saw that neither of them showed any intention of moving,
his heart gradually sank.
Damn it! Could they really have a way to capture Fu Qu? But neither of them is gone! How are they going to catch her? Am I not getting away?
Ping Peng knew that if he couldn't leave, he would be doomed.
However, the next moment,
he instantly understood what was going on.
Suddenly, in the direction Fu Qu had just fled,
the aura of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal began to spread wildly in every direction.
Seeing this, Ping Peng chuckled. "What a joke! You sent a Grand Unity Golden Immortal to stop Fu Qu? Fu Qu may not be some formidable early-stage Quasi-Saint, but she definitely can't be taken down by some mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal."
"Ignorant fool!"
Xuan Feng glanced at Ping Peng.
Then—
they saw a golden light rise in the distance.
The golden light rapidly expanded.
In just moments, their vision was filled with endless golden light.
The temperature around them began to soar wildly,