Facing Saint Lu's overwhelming strike, Blood Calamity had only narrowly escaped disaster by using a Secret Technique. Yet he had ultimately failed to avoid it all. This truly was a case of calamity befalling the fish in the pond—he could not have been more unlucky.
Regret flooded his heart. Why had he thought to run toward Lu Ye? He could clearly have remained safe and sound.
Yet now, he had suffered grievous injuries.
Before the thought had even finished turning over, Lu Ye suddenly vanished from where he stood, ripples spreading through the Void.
The next instant, Lu Ye appeared behind the Puppet Half-Saint. Having just been swept up in the aftermath of Saint Lu's attack, the Puppet Half-Saint had not been seriously harmed, but he was still dazed and disoriented, only just steadying himself.
Before he could react, Lu Ye's saber was already descending upon him.
Though the Puppet Half-Saint possessed no intelligence, he still had instincts. Facing this strike, he swiftly raised his spear to block. The Crag Mountain Saber slammed into the silver-white spear, and the immense force blasted him flying.
Si Shengya had already charged in from the side. Seizing the moment while his opponent's body was unstable, he brought his saber down. This time, the Puppet Half-Saint could neither block nor evade. He could only activate his Body Protection Dao Power and take the strike head-on. Blood immediately spilled from his nose and mouth.
This puppet was undoubtedly a newly advanced Half-Saint. The aura around him had yet to stabilize, and his foundation could hardly be compared with that of an old-established Half-Saint like Si Shengya. After only one exchange, he had fallen into a disadvantage.
A sharp saber light flashed past, and Lu Ye had somehow appeared at his side.
The Puppet Half-Saint's Body