Ming Qi and Ming Yu also flashed aside in an instant. Once their Divine Sense cleared the scene ahead, the bizarre sight before them shocked them once again.
Where had the other party come from? How had it closed in on them? The three of them had sensed absolutely nothing. If it had not spoken up, they would still have known nothing at all.
After the three swept their Divine Sense over the straw man, they sensed nothing whatsoever.
"No life force, no spiritual power fluctuations, no aura!"
After one sweep, Li Yan thought he might have sensed wrongly.
"A puppet?"
The Ming sisters looked toward Li Yan as well, their eyes equally filled with confusion. This told Li Yan that he had not sensed wrongly.
If it was the straw man before them, then the most likely explanation was that it was a puppet.
Yet as long as a puppet's internal formations were operating, there should have been spiritual energy or formation fluctuations. Moreover, they were standing so close to this straw man.
As the three scanned their surroundings, still unsure what had happened, their pupils suddenly contracted sharply, instantly narrowing to needlepoints.
Behind the straw man, a sudden blur appeared. Through the gaps between its outstretched arms, spread in the shape of a "ten," they could still see the scene behind it.
At that very moment, the sky suddenly darkened, as though a blackish-yellow cloudbank were pressing down overhead. Behind the straw man, more straw men appeared in an instant.
And in the blink of an eye, every one of those straw men stood atop the courtyard wall on a single leg, as though straw men had been planted all along the wall.
Each stood about a zhang apart. More than twenty straw men filled the rear courtyard