Danger

The result would be a killing machine that only knew to fight till their enemy died.

'Thankfully, I don't need to use this now; even though they are stronger than my current method, what I use is far more versatile.

And who knows what Ming Hao would think if he knew I used such an evil method for my puppet? Will he hate me?

What am I even thinking? Now is not the time for this.'

Xue Fang shook the weird thoughts out of her mind and then focused back on the battlefield.

"Do you still have the material to make another one?"

"We have a spare, but it's on his storage ring," the formation elder pointed at one of his comrades.

The body was located close to the ghoul that was now pursuing the other elder. His face was pale, etched with panic and fear.

He didn't want to die. Not now, when he had just found a way to become stronger. He had tried to contact the sect elder, but there was no reply.