He alone, with a sword array, forcefully carved a bloody path through the chaotic battlefield.
Meanwhile, Xu Ping's true form surrounded by the roar of his blood, instantly summoned ten Fourth Rank Middle-grade Puppets. The power of their blood energy interconnected, swiftly forming a colossal puppet array.
A giant metallic hand, formed from the power of ten puppets and overwhelming in its size, descended towards a Late-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Star Palace with crushing power.
The Late-Stage cultivator's face turned pale with terror, desperately summoning a defensive spiritual treasure, yet under the giant puppet hand, it was as fragile as paper!
"Bang!"
The light barrier of the spiritual treasure shattered instantly, with the Late-Stage cultivator spewing blood wildly, flying back like a kite with a broken string, his aura dwindling rapidly, severely injured with a single strike.
