Battle of the Puppets!

The old man looked at the beautiful green-clothed puppet outside with incomparable shock.

He had been obsessed with the art of refining elixirs and talismans for puppets all his life, but he had never seen such a beautiful puppet.

That was because puppets were all forged from fine iron. He had forged puppets all over his body, and at most, he would forge the fine iron into a puppet that looked like a man in armor.

But how did this kid carve the fine iron into a beauty?

Moreover, what shocked him was that this kid actually knew the art of puppets?

How was this possible?

The art of puppets was not that simple. Since he had to cultivate it successfully, the art of puppets had to be in the Mahayana Realm as well. It was simply impossible?

Could it be that this kid's puppet was refined by a certain master?

The elder in the mountain guessed.

At this moment, his burly puppet charged toward Ye Chen.