All cultivators, whether Nascent Soul or Golden Core, were utterly dumbfounded.
They could not believe that a mere puppet had not only seized the Corpse King Sword, but had also retreated unscathed beneath the full-force attacks of two Spirit Transformation mighty figures.
It was not only them. Even the several Spirit Transformation mighty figures had the fury on their faces replaced by astonishment.
Cang Xuan's eyes were full of disbelief. "Spatial teleportation?"
Hu Shang's voice brimmed with unwillingness and shock. "Just who was this person? Not only did they possess heaven-defying Puppet Technique, they also had the ability to teleport through space?
I fear this person began laying out their scheme long ago, while all of us were merely chess pieces!"
Mu Ji stared at the closing spatial rift, his brows tightly furrowed. "This incantation... it seems I've heard it somewhere before?"
Xing Yanzi looked solemn. The star chart above his head spun wildly as he attempted to deduce Xu Zixiao's whereabouts, yet no matter how he calculated, all he saw was a stretch of Chaos, unable to seize even the slightest trace. "What an exquisite spatial secret art. It can actually block my astrological deductions... The person behind this is absolutely no simple figure!"
Ming Chen, Qian Wanguan, Han E, and the others all wore gloomy expressions.
Not only had they been played and allowed the other party to take the Corpse King Sword, they had even let the puppet escape right beneath their noses. It was simply a humiliation beyond all humiliation.
"Wait... Xuanhuang?!"
"Huang Zun, was this a trap laid by your Yellow-Mystic Realm?!"
"A puppet, a spatial secret art, the Corpse King Sword... You dare scheme against all of us!"
At once, accusations rose one after another.
Anger blazed in Cang Xuan's thunderous eyes, Demon Flame