Almost immediately, Wang Lici wanted to surrender. She was done playing. This was way beyond what she could afford to play with.
A Spirit Platform Realm Demon Puppet.
Just hearing the name made Wang Lici's legs tremble and drained all strength from her body.
The Spirit Platform Realm Demon Puppet's eyes gleamed with cruel ferocity as it looked Wang Lici up and down, advancing toward her step by step as though toying with its prey.
Its intelligence was clearly far beyond that of a Qi Refining Realm Demon Puppet. Much more of its wisdom had been preserved.
"I, I, I, I surren—" Before Wang Lici could finish the word, she heard Wang Shouzhe shout from below, "Lici, you are not allowed to surrender. No matter what, test its limits first."
What the hell did he mean, test its limits?!
Tears streamed down Wang Lici's face, and she nearly cursed aloud. What was there to test about a Spirit Platform Realm demon?
She could not beat it anyway.
Fourth Uncle, do not just blurt things out. If you have the guts, go up there yourself. This was a monster on the same level as the ancestors of every clan.
Having lived beneath the ancestors' protection for so long, Wang Lici held an instinctive awe toward the Spirit Platform Realm. Before the battle had even begun, she had already lost eighty percent of her courage.
"One year," Wang Shouzhe called out. "As long as you fight, win or lose, you can eat whatever you want for the whole year."
"Really?" Wang Lici instantly perked up, as if several measures of courage had swelled within her. "Then I'll give it a try."
The moment her words fell.
The Demon Puppet shot toward Wang Lici with a whoosh, moving at terrifying speed.
So fast.