As the puppet god statue stepped into the epicenter of the talismans' explosion,
Mu Fusheng swung his great hand without hesitation, igniting all the talismans in the first circle!
In an instant, tree branches, twigs, leaves, trunks, and the ground's stone crevices all began to flicker with intense lightning.
A destructive aura immediately filled the area.
However, it was unknown by what method the dense fog was constructed, for it could even shield such a destructive battle aura, preventing it from spreading beyond ten miles.
This was good news for Mu Fusheng, as it meant there was no need to exhaust himself setting up a seal book to isolate the area before the fight.
For a moment, the dazzling lightning completely enveloped the puppet god statue.
Mu Fusheng and Jiu Bailu endured the stinging pain the brilliant lightning brought to their eyes, staring intently into the midst of it.
Until the lightning dissipated, the figure of the puppet god statue had vanished as well.