One against Many

The little black puppet had just appeared when it emanated an astonishing spiritual power pressure. It almost seemed to not be any weaker than a later stage Golden Elixir ancient martial art practitioner.

Also, the power it possessed was not Inner Qi, but immortal cultivator spiritual power.

"Puppet doll!"

"The legendary puppet doll."

"Such powerful spiritual aura."

The facial expressions of Bu Zhangkun and the others changed drastically. They had not expected that Mo Wen would actually have such a thing in his hands. They knew a little bit about puppet dolls, but none of them had actually seen one, let alone possessed one.

Moreover, even if an ancient martial art practitioner possessed a puppet doll, they would most likely not know how to use it.

From the puppet doll, they felt an astonishing pressure, seemingly enough to threaten them.