Of course.
Given He Song's caution, the chances of such a thing happening were still very low.
He Song would only send them to places that had already been explored, where the dangers within could not affect those puppets.
And in such places, the three Nascent Soul Puppets under He Song's command would naturally be safe.
Still, no one could predict accidents.
He Song had also prepared himself for the possibility of losing puppets under his command.
But even if that truly happened,
it would only mean losing a fraction of his strength.
One, or even three puppets at the Nascent Soul limit, would not truly affect the current He Song.
Because the current He Song
had already broken through to the Void Refinement Realm himself.
Among the puppets under his command, there were already quite a few at the Nascent Soul limit.
There were even more puppets advancing toward Peak Void Refinement.
Under such circumstances,
they were merely a few puppets at the Nascent Soul limit.
Even if all of them were lost,
it would not have any impact on He Song.
As He Song made his arrangements and continuously consolidated his cultivation,
time in the outside world gradually slipped away.
In the blink of an eye,
ten years quietly passed.
The day of the Primordial Spirit Assembly held by the Nine Yang Sect soon arrived.
He Song, who placed considerable importance on this Primordial Spirit Assembly,
had naturally already been controlling a puppet and holding the fort within the Nine Yang Sect's mountain gate well in advance.
This Primordial Spirit Assembly
was different from the one He Song had previously held for Wei Fan.
The current He Song's strength had long since become known to everyone outside.
The many cultivators who came to the Nine Yang Sect to