Substitute Tribulation Puppet
Shi Yue reached out toward Zhao Ming with one hand. The Heaven Escaping Talisman flew to him and landed in his palm.
Next, the Golden Scissors in his hand shone brightly, transforming into a streak of golden light that shot toward Zhao Ming.
A flash of golden light, and the Golden Scissors snipped off Zhao Ming's head. Blood sprayed several feet into the air.
The next moment, his corpse turned into a Puppet Beast, which shattered into pieces.
A hundred or so yards away, a golden light suddenly flared, revealing Zhao Ming. His expression was terrified.
"Substitute Tribulation Puppets are a rare sight." Shi Yue sounded somewhat surprised.
Zhao Ming's gaze darkened, and his face turned grim. He knew very well that if he didn't fight for his life, he would never get another chance.
"Hmph! Do you really think I, Zhao, am someone you can bully? Let me see what the two of you can do."
He formed a Hand Seal, and the Myriad Puppet Pagoda blazed with light. A horde of Puppet Beasts surged out. The weakest were at the Core Formation Realm, while the strongest were at the Void Refining Stage. There were five or six hundred of them.
Shi Yue was somewhat astonished. He considered his spiritual sense quite strong, yet he could control at most a hundred or so Puppet Beasts—and they couldn't be too high-level.
Zhao Ming's spiritual sense must have nearly matched that of a Body Integration Cultivator. After all, he was the head of a sect that specialized in Puppet Arts. It was hardly surprising that he had cultivated secret techniques to strengthen his spiritual sense.
The five or six hundred Puppet Beasts unleashed spells one after another, attacking Shi Yue and Xiaoyaozi. Spell lights of every color came