Xuanming Continent.
The golden-armored Yan God Race warrior hovered in the sky, looking at the being who had just uttered those crazed words.
"So weak?"
"Where's your King Rank? Tell him to come out," King Jintu said.
In the past, he might have charged straight in, but now he had a master and followed her instructions to probe them first.
"We don't need a King Rank. We alone are enough to kill you."
Countless pitch-black Mechanical Puppets flew out of Black Shadow's swelling black robe, swiftly filling an area spanning over ten thousand kilometers and surrounding King Jintu.
The Mechanical Puppets filling the sky seemed to act as one, concentrating countless beams of light on King Jintu.
Hum!
A shield appeared in King Jintu's hand, revolving around him and swiftly swallowing those beams.
A few beams slipped past and tore through a small portion of his divine body through his King Armor, but his undying body swiftly recovered, without suffering the slightest actual damage.
The black puppets gathered at ten positions, forming ten pyramids. Invisible ripples spread out, weakening and disrupting King Jintu, while countless beams converged and the ten pyramids attacked in turn.
"Weak, weak, weak! Far too weak!" King Jintu shouted disdainfully, casually controlling his shield to block the attacks. "You tried to imitate the Machine Race's Nine Absolute Divine Kingdoms and came up with this shoddy thing? What an inferior imitation."
"Weak? It really is weak." Black Shadow was helpless too. The original plan had only been to hold King Jintu back. Killing him now was truly beyond his ability.
Nearby, Dongguan watched, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Try these." Dongguan took out ten Space Rings, each with several metal plate runes placed on it.
Black Shadow took the rings and probed inside.
"Runes?" He was somewhat puzzled.