He could not believe that the puppet had shut down the dark curtain and starry firmament he had unleashed in mere seconds.
Zhou Xiu could think of no explanation for such a feat other than possessing both Great Emperor Cultivation and a starry sky saint body.
"Are these guys really not joking?"
If even an ordinary elder could see it, how could Zhou Xiu, a veteran Great Emperor, fail to notice?
He knew full well that the densely packed, silver-armored figures filling his entire field of vision were all lifeless puppets, controlled by unseen hands behind the scenes.
Zhou Xiu's view of the Southern Region and all of Tianyuan changed completely. He had never imagined they had trained so many Puppet Masters.
They could deploy a million god-rank puppets at once, every last one of them god rank!
That force alone could wash countless worlds in blood.
Had Zhou Xiu known beforehand that such a band of monsters existed, he would have begged heaven and earth, praying for the gods to keep them far away from the Northern Nether he guarded.
How could he even contemplate attacking them?
How could he have joined Zhao Entai, Li Xiaocun, and the others in their wolfish ambition to annex and carve up Tianyuan and the Southern Region?
His guts had turned green with regret.
Yet what astonished Zhou Xiu even more was that the Tianyuan Holy Land's understanding of puppet mastery had reached such a unique and incredible level.
They could make puppets cultivate like humans, attain Great Emperorhood, and even awaken saint bodies.
Had he not witnessed it himself, Zhou Xiu would have dismissed it as utter nonsense.
Yet the truth stood right before his eyes. Not only did they possess Great Emperor cultivation and saint bodies, those bodies were the heaven-burning