Downfall of the Heavenly Emperor

With nine Golem Puppets, and one real one, a total of ten formed a semi-circular shape in the sky. Like a beautiful rainbow, they were supported by the five-colored divine lights. Appearing full of a mighty divine prestige, they were considered insufferably arrogant in the world.

"Ha ha, Xin Tianwen, you can only control two barren beasts, is there anymore?" with a mocking tone, Qin Wushuang questioned.

Xin Tianwen fixed his gaze and let out a laugh. "Qin Wushuang, don't be too arrogant. You cannot win with sheer numbers. Although you have many, they are only for show. They can do good to confuse me. But to use numbers, your useless puppets are far from it."

Xin Tianwen had keen eyes. He could see that each of Qin Wushuang's puppets did not possess outstanding power. They definitely did not surpass the Third Calamity of the Transformation Supreme Dao Stage.