Although this puppet was powerful, a puppet was still only a puppet. In Ye Lin's eyes, it was riddled with flaws from head to toe.
Moreover, its weakness lay at the neck.
The materials throughout its body were exceptionally sturdy; only the neck was the most fragile part.
And the core that drove the puppet was located in its chest cavity. Once Sword Qi entered it, it would instantly destroy that fragile core.
Without its core, the puppet would naturally be finished as well.
The puppets were good. If they could be refined on a large scale, they would be enough to form an entire legion. A puppet legion at the sixth layer of the Golden Immortal realm—just thinking about it sent a chill through one's heart.
What a pity.
The method for refining such puppets was immensely difficult. Even though Ye Lin did not understand it, he knew these things could not be easily crafted.
As for refining an entire puppet legion, that was nothing but a fool's dream.
After casually dealing with the two puppets, Ye Lin slowly walked up to the Xuan Ming Heart beneath the expectant gazes of the demons.
"Shatter."
Looking at the chains wrapped around the Xuan Ming Heart, Ye Lin merely reached out and gave them a light tap. The chains immediately began to crack and break in succession.
"Little friend, you have gone too far."
Just as Ye Lin was about to take the Xuan Ming Heart away, an aged voice slowly rang out.
Ye Lin frowned slightly and looked around, but he saw nothing.
Yue Qingyi's panel showed that she had been slain by a mysterious expert.
And according to those demons, there was a seventh-layer Golden Immortal expert here.
The person who had just spoken must have been that seventh-layer