Heading to the Mystic Spirit Realm

When he returned home, Song Shi took out a golden bamboo. There was the power of lightning inscribed on it, and it's power was of extreme Yang.

He took out other materials and began to refine a puppet with bamboo as the main body. The excess bamboo was refined into a long sword.

After more than half a year, a high-level puppet had been refined. It was much more powerful than the Battle Puppet he had previously drawn, and its upper limit was higher.

After making preparations, Song Shi's thoughts entered his sea of consciousness. His Primordial Spirit formed a seal and began to split into a portion, forming a Soul Clone.

This was only one-tenth of his original Primordial Spirit, but it still brought about the pain of splitting. Song Shi gritted his teeth and pointed at the puppet.

Swoosh!