Xie Jinhuan had only heard of Transcendent Grade puppets in legends. He had no idea whether any existed in this world, but the one in the sky clearly did not look like one.
After all, puppets had no consciousness and could not use divine abilities or spells. They could only fight with tough bodies painstakingly nurtured over time, which was why ninety percent were made from martial artists. Nor could they command the power of heaven and earth, so flying on their own was impossible.
Yet this Black Impermanence in the sky did indeed seem to be under someone's control.
Xie Jinhuan swiftly searched the sea of mist for the other party's whereabouts, only to catch the white-haired mad dog he had sent flying raise his hand again out of the corner of his eye.
The mist surged, and an ink-black chain shot out like a black snake, trailing a clattering rattle as it wove up and down through the mist like a swimming dragon.
The chain did not rattle loudly, but Xie Jinhuan felt the sound coming from deep within his mind. His divine soul shuddered, leaving him dizzy.
The Soul-Seizing Lock?!
Although Xie Jinhuan had never seen this divine treasure, its sheer presence told him it was the Gu Poison Sect's heirloom. It had originally been the Corpse Ancestor's weapon, then vanished without a trace until Bu Qingya fell victim to it.
According to the books, it was an immortal artifact on the same level as the Zhenglun Sword, with the attribute "soul-seizing." A single lash would probably separate even an Immortal Ascendant's soul from their body. For a low-realm cultivator like him, having his soul knocked out of his body would certainly leave him powerless to resist.
Realizing he had encountered a formidable enemy, Xie Jinhuan immediately