The battle puppets were all finished, leaving him with only a ball. What the hell was he supposed to do with a ball? The purple-robed cultivator was deeply frustrated.
[curse you, Song Shuhang. Remember this—I won't let you off. I'll leave the Ancestor Puppet with you for now, but one day, I'll take back everything that belongs to me.]
With that thought, the purple-robed cultivator controlled the spherical puppet and cautiously burrowed underground, preparing to leave this dangerous place through the Earth Escape Secret Art.
At that moment, Venerable White, who had crawled out of the pit, seemed to accidentally step on a round little component. Then, Senior White lost his balance and fell toward the ground.
Seeing this scene, the spherical puppet was completely at a loss for words. This cultivator called [White] was very likely in the Ninth-Grade Realm. How could such an awesome cultivator trip over such a tiny component?
This wasn't scientific. This wasn't cultivation at all!
Just as Venerable White was about to hit the ground, he suddenly reached out and lightly pushed against the ground with one hand, sending his body springing high into the air.
Afterward, Venerable White performed several consecutive flips in midair before landing steadily like a gymnast, his posture graceful. This routine would have earned a perfect score in the gymnastics world!
"I almost fell. Fortunately, I hadn't spaced out. Otherwise, I would've made another crater." Venerable White sighed. Recently, he had been doing his best to avoid spacing out and control the number of Flat-Ground Falls he suffered. Things were different now. There were far too many high-rise buildings these days. If he didn't control his Flat-Ground Falls, then taking one in a densely populated area or beside a skyscraper could turn into a disaster movie.
At that moment,