Han Muye glanced up and ignored it.
The 14 battle puppets and battle armors were the relics hidden in the He family's ancestral shrine.
Only with the recognition of the previous generation of the He Family could He Yangsun's strength unleash the power within these statues.
The 14 battle puppets and battle armors were all endowed with formidable combat prowess, capable of contending with a sage-level opponent.
The greatest drawback of these statues' power was their inability to endure for long.
But He Yangsun didn't need them to last.
It was just a level nine battle puppet.
"Boom—"
The 14 battle puppets and battle armors struck with full force, charging towards the level nine battle puppet.
Golden light shimmered around He Yangsun as he stared intently into the void ahead.
"You have a death wish!"
A black-robed old man flew over, raising his hand, sending a black-armored battle puppet hurtling towards He Yangsun.