Jiang Shentian and Seven Kills each held a spear as they moved to the very front of the shuttle-boat formation.
At the center, the disciples of Huasheng Temple chanted protective incantations. A layer of golden light rippled outward, enveloping them like an enormous golden bell and radiating waves of Buddha light.
Cultivators from the various sects who specialized in fire spells and lightning talismans occupied the flanks, while Shen Luo and Yan Wushi led the disciples of Heavenly Mechanism City at the rear.
Shen Luo glanced at Elder Youli, who had already breathed her last, then turned to Elder Hei Li, who remained firmly restrained.
"What do we do with these two?"
"Forget the dead one. The living one still has some use," Yan Wushi said calmly.
As he spoke, he waved a hand, and a Humanoid Puppet Armor some twenty feet tall appeared before him.
Yan Wushi turned his hand over and produced an unusual talisman. He stuck it onto Elder Hei Li, then hoisted him up...
As he channeled his magic power, a black compartment opened in the Humanoid Puppet Armor's abdomen, with lines of blue talismanic markings lighting up inside.
Expressionless, Yan Wushi tossed Hei Li into it, and the black compartment promptly closed.
A muffled grunt came from the puppet armor's abdomen, followed by a series of agonized groans.
Under the talisman's effects, Elder Hei Li's magic power began flowing continuously into the puppet armor. The talismanic markings all over it lit up, and powerful fluctuations of magic power radiated from its entire body.
With a casual wave from Yan Wushi, the puppet armor broke away from the group and went to meet the pursuing fox spirit evil ghosts.
Flames surged up with a whoosh from the two long sabers gripped in its hands. It strode