Sword Puppet

Wang Daoyuan cleared away the traces in the stone chamber, left the crater, brought out a fifth-order flying boat, and flew due east.

Less than a quarter of an hour after he left, a flying boat arrived from the southwest and landed on this small volcanic island.

Two cultivators stepped down from the flying boat. One wore a black robe and was wreathed in deathly aura, looking every bit like an evil cultivator.

The other wore a white robe and looked more like a cultivator of the righteous path.

The two swept the crater with their divine senses. The black-robed cultivator smiled. "Looks like we found the right place. That brat really did flee here.

A righteous cultivator, probably less than five hundred years old, yet his physical body is this formidable.

Blood Sea True Person cultivated blood-demon techniques and tempered his body with Fierce Beast blood essence, yet after eight hundred years, his accomplishments still fell short of this man's.

Either he possesses some special constitution or encountered some great fortuitous opportunity. Of course, his body-tempering technique must also be extraordinary.

Our Town Sea Sect has no shortage of cultivation arts of every kind, but we truly lack any profound righteous body-tempering arts.

His body-tempering technique can even restrain demonic cultivators and Half-demons. If we capture him and force the inheritance out of him, it can make up for the shortcomings in our sect's legacy.

With such a powerful physical body, if it can be refined into a corpse puppet, it may even grow to the sixth order someday.

Elder Li, if we obtain this technique, we will be great contributors to the Town Sea Sect."

The white-robed cultivator nodded as well. "This Wu Chuan once fought alongside us. He can be considered a friend.

Our Town Sea Sect