At this moment, Xue Ji was in an extremely sorry state. He had turned into a blood-colored bat, and then into dozens of blood-colored bat figures. They flickered in the air, dodging the attacks of those puppets.
With Xue Ji's battle power, he was about the same as the brawny man from the Buddha race. He was not a match for these puppets at all. At this moment, he was surrounded by dozens of puppets and was in a precarious situation.
However, he was a peerless heaven's favorite after all. He had many ways to save his life. Under the siege of dozens of puppets, he was only seriously injured but not killed. His figure rushed out madly to escape from the platform. Then, he rushed into a passage and disappeared.
It wasn't just this platform. On many other platforms, there were corpses of people who had come in with them.
Many people had died, and the remaining people madly rushed out of the platform.