Mastery of Strength

Whoosh—

Bang bang bang...

As the two chased and fled, five Late-Spiritual Connection Realm puppets had been crippled in succession by Yang Yuanhong.

As their duel continued, the force in his hands gradually increased according to Dongfang Yinghao's condition, inching closer and closer to the latter's limits in battle.

Had anyone else fought him like this, Dongfang Yinghao might not have given up in action, but he would certainly have complained a few times.

But because he understood his elder brother's temperament and knew that complaining now would only earn him fiercer punches, he kept his lips tightly sealed and threw everything he had into dealing with Yang Yuanhong's assault.

Once all eight Late-Spiritual Connection Realm puppets in his hands had lost their fighting strength, he brought forth his trump card.

Spiritual light flickered, true essence scattered, and a miniature heavenly soldier puppet was summoned from a special spiritual treasure.

Compared to the heavenly soldier puppet of Dongfang Yinghao's ancestor, Dongfang Zonggan, this one was like an ant before an elephant, its power not even one percent as great.

But one had to know that the two were separated by two entire major realms, with the vast chasm between the Dao-Seeking Realm and the Dao Awakening Realm lying between them.

For Dongfang Yinghao to control the Dongfang Clan's secret-treasure-grade heavenly soldier puppet at his age and cultivation, his talent in the path of puppetry could already be called exceptionally outstanding.

"Mm. It looks like you've truly improved quite a bit."

Yang Yuanhong looked at the heavenly soldier puppet. The aura it radiated was already no weaker than that of an ordinary Spiritual Connection Perfection cultivator.

If he were to assess it, its combat strength was probably somewhere between the Eleventh and Twelfth Layers of the Spiritual Connection Realm.

Though it