"Your strength is passable." Before his words had faded, Qing Chen curled his left index finger and struck the side of the Thunderclap Battle Axe.
Thunder Flood Dragon True Lord paled. He felt the essence blood imprint he had spent years ritually refining into the axe forcibly shaken by an overbearing force and blood intent. The weapon nearly flew from his grasp.
Knowing this was a moment of life or death, he abruptly mobilized the natal true blood in his five viscera. The thunder flood dragon phantom behind him snapped its jaws at Qing Chen's head.
At that very moment, Old Man Tianchi also made his move.
Over the years, Jiaogu Island, the Thousand Puppet Sect, and Guixu Sea Tower had secretly banded together to repeatedly suppress the Demon Lotus Sect, all to secure the dominant position in the Golden Scale Alliance.
If Thunder Flood Dragon True Lord were subdued by Qing Chen before everyone today, their so-called three-party alliance would become a joke. When Qing Chen moved to annex other factions afterward, who would dare stop him?
Once the lips were gone, the teeth would feel the cold.
Boom!
The space inside the hall abruptly darkened. Five pitch-black coffins appeared behind Old Man Tianchi, each wrapped in grayish-white puppet threads.
Before their lids even opened, corpse qi, puppet qi, and demonic qi intertwined as they streamed out, forming a gigantic demonic face with indistinct features in midair.
The Flesh-and-Blood Heavenly Puppet! The Five Corpses United Heart Demon!
This was Old Man Tianchi's trump card, obtained from the Moon-Worshipping Divine Cult and modified using the Thousand Puppet Sect's secret techniques.
Ordinary puppet arts mostly used dead objects against their enemies;
this Flesh-and-Blood Heavenly Puppet, however, was ritually refined from living corpses, nascent soul remnant souls, demon bone, and his own