"Whoosh~"
Along with the tattered coat came a magnificent black robe, its hem and sleeves embroidered with flame patterns and its chest adorned with rolling waves.
The two coats fluttered through the air, converging toward each other.
Beside Zhang Yuanqing, the corpse puppet Blood Rose came to an abrupt halt, then sprang into the air, caught the Yin-Yang Robe, and draped it over herself. The instant she landed, she had already flung off the tattered coat and finished dressing.
Then, wearing two clothing-type items, she charged in the opposite direction like a fit female panther, racing toward the surging fog.
During this process, two dark crimson glimmers emerged before Zhang Yuanqing, winding gracefully through the air after Blood Rose's curvaceous figure. They circled her feet once before attaching themselves to them, transforming into a brand-new pair of dancing shoes.
Yuanshi Tianzun was going to sacrifice his corpse puppet to hold back the monster? Could that work? Peeping at Abalone Through a Tube felt a surge of warmth in his heart, even somewhat moved.
He knew that a corpse puppet was a Night Wanderer's right-hand man and of tremendous importance. Losing one was equivalent to losing an arm.
In a dungeon fraught with danger, at a critical moment when everyone else was thinking only of saving their own lives, Yuanshi Tianzun had "sacrificed" his corpse puppet in an attempt to resolve the crisis for everyone. He truly had the sense of responsibility expected of a leader.
As an independent cultivator, Peeping at Abalone Through a Tube felt genuine approval and admiration for this legendary official figure for the first time.
Once Blood Rose charged into the fog, Zhang Yuanqing immediately connected with the imprint in his sea of consciousness, splitting off half his awareness to enter the corpse puppet and take