Inside the Puppet Tower.
Not only were the disciples of the Blood Continent Sect outside very concerned about how long it would take Qin Chen to get through the Eleventh Level,
or to put it another way, whether he could get through the Eleventh Level at all.
Fu Feng, the Tower Master of Puppet Tower, was equally attentive.
Inside the Eleventh Level.
Seeing before him a puppet emitting the fluctuations of a Third Level Entry Martial Intent,
a trace of solemnity appeared in Qin Chen's eyes.
He hadn't expected that the puppet on the Eleventh Level would directly rise to the level of Third-level Martial Intent.
However,
for Qin Chen, Third Level Entry Martial Intent was still not too great of a challenge.
"Lightning Blade Intent!"
"Bloodthirsty Blade Intent!"
"Soft Water Blade Aura!"
With a light shout from Qin Chen,
the three types of Martial Intent instantly manifested.
"What?!"