Even Your Sword Won't Acknowledge You

"Hmph!"

Feng Cong tore Lao Xu's chest open with a swipe of his claw, exposing the body beneath. There were no organs—it was actually wood.

"I really thought the Celestial Fox Clan was still around. So you're just puppets."

Feng Cong caught Quan Yao's axe with a backhanded grab and snapped it in two, then tore Quan Yao open the same way. Sure enough, there was wood underneath him too.

"A puppet just like a living person. Now that's interesting."

These two really were just like living people, yet they turned out to be puppets. Even Dragonrider Island probably couldn't pull off something like this. How had that fox done it?

"Puppets?"

Lao Xu weakly clutched his chest. Even with the Jade Skeleton added, it still wasn't enough. Against a veteran Spirit Transcendence cultivator like Feng Cong, his wealth of experience only allowed him to hold his own with this wretched body, not gain the upper hand.

Still, Lin Jun's method of resurrection really did resemble puppetry, except these puppets were alive.

Judging by the time, he had reached his limit too.

Lao Xu glanced down and immediately spotted Lin Jun standing amid a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Lin Jun gave him a look, signaling that he could stop.

"You still have the leisure to get distracted?"

Seizing the moment when Lao Xu's attention wandered, Feng Cong sliced his head off with a claw. To Feng Cong's surprise, Lao Xu seemed truly dead, without any trace of life.

Even a puppet shouldn't stop working just like that, should it?

Before he could make another move, Quan Yao shuddered all over and fell straight out of the sky, showing no sign of moving again.

What's going on? Aren't these puppets?

Feng Cong looked around. If they were