Blood-red lines crisscrossed Hu Ze's Avatar from head to toe. His limbs, head, and torso had all been sliced apart, yet remained in their fragmented state, making him look grotesquely disjointed.
War Lord Huang stood outside Pass City, which had already been reduced to rubble, holding a massive cleaving axe forty li long. He towered like a pillar supporting the heavens, yet even he had no way to deal with Hu Ze's Avatar, shattered into so many pieces.
His movements stalled. Even without a word, he betrayed a measure of difficulty.
What sort of monster was this Hu Ze? How could he possibly be slain?
No outsider knew that the real Hu Ze had long since died at Li Chen's hands. The Hu Ze before them was, in essence, a Flesh Puppet, an artificial creation pieced together from individual organs and components.
The vitality he possessed was an illusion produced by artificial life. As his creator, Li Chen could replenish and rebuild him at any time.
While keeping those corpse fragments moving, Li Chen's Dharma Eye blazed like a torch, piercing layer upon layer of mist and probing deep into the enemy camp.
He was only an avatar, after all. He had not awakened on his own, but had been summoned!
Destroy the Magic Arrays in the enemy camp, and he should disappear!
Through the coordinated formation of the Flying Disc Swarm, the scattered chunks of flesh held tightly together. His movements remained fluid, as though the few extra lines across his body's surface were the only effect.
At Li Chen's command, the Mutant Demons, insect generals, Imperial Court troops under his command, Attendant Elders, and others all launched a fierce assault on the distant camp of the Rebel Princes' Coalition Army.
If they could breach the enemy camp, this