The Little one poked out her head. Only after discovering there was nothing to fear did she stand beside Ling Yun.
The Demon Moon Empress, Old Man Shun, and the remaining four city lords all looked as though they were facing a great enemy. Sweat poured down their backs, and their faces were filled with terror. Even a single puppet had unleashed such terrifying power—it had truly frightened them.
He suddenly thrust out one hand and clenched it in the air. A black orb of energy instantly appeared.
Rumble!
The mighty black light exploded, like a black great star collapsing. A powerful shockwave surged toward Ling Yun and the others.
The black shockwave erupted with a thunderous punch, carrying the force of that majestic blow.
The Little one calmly slapped out with her small hand. Everyone felt no discernible source of power, yet they were genuinely struck by an intense pressure that left them gasping for breath.
The clone, Wan Sanqian, felt as though an ancient demonic dragon had crashed into him. A tremendous force, heavy as Mount Tai, bore down on him, making the bones in both his arms crack loudly, nearly shattering them.
Bang!
Sure enough, they still shattered. In an instant, the clone Wan Sanqian turned into dust in the universe, without even a scream. He was merely a puppet and had no idea what pain was.
Everyone's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets at the sight.
The Demon Moon Empress's lips twitched. She could hardly tell what was going on. Could this really be the power of a child?
"Your servants pay their respects to the Little Princess."
This time, the four city lords were completely convinced. Not the slightest trace of unwillingness remained in their hearts.
"Daddy."
"Not bad. This place is yours from now