"It's actually a Quasi-Tier Three Puppet, how cunning!"
He could feel that although there was a fluctuation of spiritual power within the puppet, there wasn't a trace of divine soul aura, clearly left behind by Li Weiyang as a substitute.
At this moment, outside the Qinghua Sect's mountain gate, an unremarkable flying ship slowly descended.
Li Weiyang stepped off the ship, holding a top grade storage pouch, his face filled with complacency. His 'Golden Cicada Shell' plan was completed successfully.
But before he could enter the sect, a black token on his wrist suddenly shattered—this was a "Soul Breath Jade" connected to the substitute puppet.
Li Weiyang's face changed suddenly, quickly taking it out, and injected mana.
Instantly, the scene of the puppet's death emerged: a massive blood claw, a blood-red robe, terrifying Golden Core pressure...
His pupils shrank as he exclaimed in shock:
"Late-stage Golden Core Demon Cultivator!"
