At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of scrutiny descend upon him.
He looked towards Fu Yuan Sheng, exchanging glances with the ethereal green flames in his hollow eye sockets.
"Understood!" Fu Yuan Sheng suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked to the other side of the Royal Capital.
"Why doesn't the State Preceptor continue to wield the sword?" Fu Yuan Sheng spoke, and from his ceramic mouth came the clashing sound of metal and stone laughter.
Then.
The invisible strings behind him suddenly went into turmoil, the divine puppets that were surging into the surrounding city from the ruins became frenzied.
Surging in all directions.
Some children leapt like wolves, instantly pouncing on a patrolling soldier, biting down hard and tearing away a mouthful of flesh.
Old men rushed towards the officers.
