Overwhelming Strength, Shaman King Puppets

The Three Great Shaman Kings were already showing signs of defeat. Wo had beaten them half to death, and just as they were reeling in dazed despair, they sensed over a dozen auras drawing near in an instant. Those newcomers immediately helped them block Wo's assault.

"You actually escaped?" Wo's tone carried surprise. "How did you do it?"

"Oh, no—where's the Azure Sky Dragon King?" Wo suddenly recalled that the Witch Kings hanging from the Azure Sky Dragon King had escaped. Wouldn't the Azure Sky Dragon King, who had served as their clothes rack, be dead too?

"He's already become a puddle of minced flesh." The Blood Beast Shaman King sneered. "The God Tree Shaman King is next."

Then, all the Witch Kings who had escaped their plight attacked together.

The Gold, Silver, and Bronze Shaman Kings were also somewhat dumbfounded. Where had so many Witch Kings come from?

Naturally, they recognized them. With the Shaman Web around, even if they rarely went online and could not recognize everyone, they would still know some of them.

The three exchanged glances, then, after recovering, immediately joined the encircling force.

To be honest, after living for so many years, this was their first time seeing someone besieged by so many Witch Kings. At the very least, no one could offend so many Grand Shamans at once and still survive.

At the beginning, Wo truly had been caught off guard. There were simply too many of them. Their flailing, many-limbed attacks made them difficult for him to handle.

But he quickly adapted.

"Just you bunch of stinking fish and rotten shrimp?" He directly borrowed the Great Crimson Virtue Heavenly Emperor's power. By rights, he should not have been able to borrow it.

After all, they were separated by worlds.

But Lu Xingshi was