There were three figures, two men and one woman.
One of the male cultivators already looked old and wore black robes...
The other man and woman appeared to be about the same age, both with faces in their twenties. They looked quite young, though their actual ages were impossible to determine.
The man had ordinary features, but his cultivation aura was extraordinary. He wore a long gray robe.
The female cultivator was very beautiful, with a slender, alluring figure. Her clothing was exceedingly daring, and she was provocatively dressed...
The three cultivators arrived at the foot of these barren mountains and saw that the Mountain-Breaking Armadillo Demon Beast had been slain by the Binglian Puppet...
The female cultivator immediately shouted, "Who cares what that thing is? We have to take the Mountain-Breaking Armadillo Demon Beast back!"
As she spoke, she moved, about to charge over...
"Junior Sister! Don't!" The young man in gray immediately grabbed her hand and cried, "There's a formation!"
The female cultivator frowned, flung his hand away, and snapped, "Who gave you permission to grab me?"
At her words, the young man in gray immediately let go and said apologetically, "Sorry, Junior Sister! I just panicked!"
The Black-Robed Elder stepped in to smooth things over. "Enough! This isn't the time to argue. You two, there really is a formation over there... we'd better not barge into it."
As he spoke, he stared in alarm at the Binglian Puppet beside the Mountain-Breaking Armadillo Demon Beast. He could tell how formidable this metal humanoid puppet was...
He wondered inwardly, Who could have refined such a powerful puppet?
Of course, since there was a formation here, as well as a puppet, that meant a cultivator was here too...
Thus, the Black-Robed Elder took a few steps forward and said in