"Those who follow different paths cannot make plans together!"
The instant Master Han uttered those words, the bamboo grove swayed, wind and thunder roared, and the serene, graceful woodland seemed to transform into a battlefield of flashing blades.
Boundless pressure enveloped all of Bamboo Head Mountain. Yet to Li Chen's surprise, the three Second Sages did not attack. Instead, the jade bamboo fell one stalk after another, shaved itself into timber, and assembled into Mechanism Wooden Puppets.
They possessed the classic structure of one-star puppets-Mechanism Wooden Puppets-but literary splendor suffused their bodies. Fortune Manifestation endowed them with divine transformations akin to Scatter Beans to Create Soldiers. Puppet Dao, Confucian arts, divine power-forces from different Dao Paths, each with its own distinct character, manifested within them.
Then the Mechanism Wooden Puppets moved in a flurry, flexing their limbs like ordinary people. They sprang like apes and leaped like fish, displaying the agility of Martial Dao experts.
Martial Dao cultivation arts were actually incorporated into them, seemingly at quite a high level of mastery.
The three Second Sages of the Confucian Dao vanished at some point, leaving only the three meditation cushions beneath them. As Li Chen swept his gaze toward the space between those cushions, an explosive boom struck his ears. Two Mechanism Wooden Puppets had already crossed past him ahead of the sound, their bent arms scissoring down like blades.
Yet Li Chen's figure merely flickered, elusive as a phantom.
The Mechanism Wooden Puppets flashed past and landed over a dozen zhang away. Li Chen lightly tapped the ground with his toes and floated up onto a bamboo tip.
"Do you not see the Yellow River's waters pouring down from heaven..."
He recited Tang Poems, activating Fortune Manifestation and unleashing his own poetry-based combat divine ability like a true Confucian