NOVPUBAt these words, everyone’s heart chilled.
To claim the Transforming Dragon Gate, they had to first crush the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet; otherwise, no one could take the gate, and if they did nothing but watch, they would be defeated by the battle puppet one by one.
It was better to join forces to take down the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet before deciding the fate of the Transforming Dragon Gate.
"Attack!"
The first to respond was the Thirteenth Prince, his eyes burning brightly, holding a golden Divine Sword, and striking at the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet.
A flash of light flickered in Mo Junling’s eyes as he too chose to strike, shouting loudly, "Everyone attack! If we don’t put in the effort now, later on, when it comes to sharing the spoils of the Transforming Dragon Gate, we will join forces to eliminate him!"
Mo Junling’s words were a veiled threat; those who attacked had a chance at the Transforming Dragon Gate, and those who didn’t, shouldn’t even dream of getting a share.
"Make a move!"
The others hesitated no more, each making their move, for without defeating the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet, no one had a chance at the Transforming Dragon Gate! 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝙗.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Ba Chen and Ba Yi, like two ferocious beasts, pounced out to besiege the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet.
Su Changkong and the Heavenly Corpse Old Man both chose to attack as well.
"Boom!"
Su Changkong’s figure flashed, appearing behind the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet, his right fist carrying the force of White Tiger Roars and Kills, furiously pounding the puppet’s back, the contained force causing a blast that rippled through the void, causing the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s body to tremble slightly, its back armor indented and showing signs of cracking.
"Roar!"
The eyes of the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet flickered with blood, as it counter-attacked with a punch. The oppressive void collapsed, carrying an irresistible force.
The Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s physical strength was comparable to a Martial Saint, making any of its strikes potent enough to force one to avoid giving battle. Su Changkong did not meet the attack head-on, but stepped back a pace, Shrinking into Inches, retreating by more than thirty feet.
The Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s punch caused the void to shake, but failed to touch Su Changkong in the slightest.
"Bang!"
As the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet turned around, Gu Lie’s golden palm compressed to a mere half-meter in diameter and angrily struck the puppet’s head, denting its helmet and forcing its legs downward, sinking into the ground!
"Kill!"
Mo Junling’s Soul-slaying Spear thrust diagonally, furiously stabbing at the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s rib area, spraying dazzling sparks!
"Don’t break it, though!"
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man seemed anxious. This Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet was just a puppet, a lifeless object, which shared similarities with his own Zombie Body, but its body was on par with a Martial Saint. The Heavenly Corpse Old Man felt that if he could get this Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet and study it, there might be a chance for a breakthrough.
With ten strong warriors besieging the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet, despite its constant roars, it was difficult to inflict a fatal wound on anyone. All were hit and run, attacking it in a rotation, wearing it down!
"Together, the ten of us can only be matched by a true Martial Saint... A mere puppet really is nothing special!"
Ba Yi thought to himself. Like a vicious wolf, he pounced from behind, his Palm Blade furiously Splitting Cut into the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s nape. Before the puppet could counter, he quickly retreated like lightning.
It was not that the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet wasn’t strong. If anyone here were to fight it alone, facing a puppet with a physique matching a Martial Saint’s level would definitely mean a battle for life or death, requiring all their trump cards to stand a chance.
Yet, each of the ten present was a renowned top powerhouse in their own clans and kingdoms. Ten of them together would be hard to confront without a real Martial Saint!
The Heavenly Dragon Martial Saint probably didn’t expect that after two or three thousand years, those entering the Heavenly Dragon Cave Sky would all be elites and powerhouses!
"This Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet fears attacks targeting the spirit, the Sea of Consciousness. Wear it down with Martial Arts Intent!"
Yan Zhong, holding a long blade, concentrated Blade Intent, and struck at the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s body, sparking a series of sparks, he called out.
The Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet had an extremely strong body, but what controlled its movements was a residual soul in the Sea of Consciousness, which remained dormant most of the time but awoke only in combat.
Therefore, attacking the residual soul of the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet, erasing it, would naturally render it immobile, turning it into an empty shell.
"Bang!"
Indeed, Gu Lie’s Palm Intent condensed, his golden palm carrying a strong and domineering intent, furiously bombing the puppet’s body and piercing through its Sea of Consciousness.
This heavy palm made the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet’s blood-red eyes flicker, its internal residual soul and consciousness shaking!
White Tiger Roars and Kills!
Su Changkong stepped forward, his Blade Soul trembling inside him. A Blade Intent transformed from the soul, merged into this punch, furiously pounding on the back of the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet. The potent Blade Intent headed straight for the puppet’s head’s Sea of Consciousness, nearly bursting it open.
The Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet, similar to a zombie, its body reinforced by the Transforming Dragon Gate and nearly indestructible, indeed had its weakness in the fear of Martial Arts Intent that attacks the spiritual, the soul level!
The movements of the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet became noticeably slower, and even though its counterattacks were still powerful, their frequency reduced, like a puppet that had lost its soul.
Until it took another hit concentrated with Martial Arts Intent, the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet was sent flying, crashing heavily on the ground, motionless, with the residual soul within its body completely shattered.
Even with its tremendous strength and a physique comparable to a Martial Saint, it wasn’t a real Martial Saint. Faced with the siege of ten powerful warriors, defeat was its only path.
And at the moment the Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet fell, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man wasted no time in pouncing toward it, his grey eyes filled with longing. To him, this Heavenly Dragon Battle Puppet was no less than a Divine Seed!
