"Puppets?" Luo Yuxi's pupils suddenly contracted as she asked in disbelief.
"That's right, puppets!" Mu Yuyi said, his sky-blue Tenseigan fixed on the three enormous statues before him.
"Then doesn't that mean..." Delight appeared on Luo Yuxi's face. The Tenseigan possessed the ability to control puppets. If these three contingencies Prince Gong had left behind were puppets, then not only would they pose no obstacle to Mu Yuyi, they could instead become a major asset to them.
"All three should have strength around the early to mid-Dacheng stage. I should be able to control them!" As soon as Mu Yuyi finished speaking, he rose into the air and flew toward the three statues in the distance.
At that moment, the black stone statues had absorbed the blood of the royal disciples, and numerous dark red patterns had appeared across their bodies. Like blood vessels, they faintly revealed vast amounts of bizarre energy flowing within.
Mu Yuyi hovered in the air as the ocular power of his Tenseigan erupted. He carefully examined the three statues before him, and in his field of vision, he could clearly see their interiors.
Though the statues appeared to be made of stone, they actually were not. Beneath their rocky shells were flesh-and-blood bodies, forged with the physical bodies of an ancient ferocious beast as their cores. Many rare metals had been added during the refinement process, specialized formations had been laid down, and at their very center was a heart condensed from blood.
Based on Mu Yuyi's deductions, puppets of this Dacheng-stage level had to be nourished with the blood of Dacheng-stage cultivators. To ensure that the royal family retained control over the statues, Prince Gong would mix in the blood of other royal members each time he fed them, ensuring that the inheritance would