In her clash with the demon cultivator, the woman was actually at a complete disadvantage.
Although she had a third-tier middle-grade puppet, her opponent was exceedingly cunning. It never confronted the puppet head-on, instead slipping into the marsh.
Like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, it could launch a fatal strike from any direction at any moment!
Zhuo Mengzhen focused all her attention on countering it, but she remained at an absolute disadvantage.
The slightest carelessness could let the Redblood Crocodile reach her comparatively fragile body as a magic cultivation practitioner-and swallow her whole on the spot!
Intense unease spread through her heart, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on her fair, delicate face.
The nails on her slender, fair hands were painted dark red. Without a moment's pause, she formed hand seals, controlling her treasure and puppet to guard every side of her.
Having lost sight of her target, Zhuo Mengzhen constantly swept her divine sense over her surroundings, wary of a sudden attack from the demon cultivator.
The innate divine ability of this third-tier early stage Redblood Crocodile seemed particularly adept at concealment.
Once it slipped beneath the marsh, even a Golden Core Cultivator's divine sense could detect no trace of it.
With the third-tier puppet's assistance, Zhuo Mengzhen was stronger in a direct clash. But the demon cultivator refused to fight her head-on, forcing her into a relatively passive position.
Moreover, controlling the puppet with divine sense inevitably made its reactions a little slower.
When the demon cultivator attacked, she had to block it with treasures and spells first before the puppet could arrive in time.
After several exchanges in that brief span, Zhuo Mengzhen had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage.
If this continued, it probably would not take long before she became a demon