Clashing with the Puppet of the Soul and the Mysterious Dagger

Another big punch aimed at Zheng-Fu once again. As soon as he was aware of the punch, he cultivated his Prana energy to create the Golden Bell Armor to block the punch instantly…

[The second stage of the Prana skill; The Golden Bell Armor]

Bang!

The loud sound of the clash between the punch and the golden armor permeated the space. This time, Zheng-Fu’s armor did not get shattered into pieces. There was only a small crack on it…

Thud!

The clash caused the puppet of the soul to step back many paces. However, the puppet did not seem to be bothered by it because it was a creation that had no flesh and blood…

Roar!

Clomp! Clomp! Clomp!

As soon as the puppet got its pace together, it ran into Zheng-Fu again without wanting to stop or rest. Its energy was still a hundred percent…

“What do I do?” Zheng-Fu said while crinkling his eyebrows…

*Sob, sob, sob!*

All of a sudden, the spooky cry happened again. It came from inside of the cell that had a magical spell on it…