"Huh, what new breed of puppet is this? I've never seen anything like it," the white-haired youth exclaimed in surprise, a hint of curiosity appearing in his eyes.
The Spirit Puppet was specially refined to adapt to the "special" environment of the Burial Immortal Ruins. As such, it appeared unremarkable and mundane, showing no signs of its formidable power.
The white-haired youth detected no "formidability" from it and therefore felt no fear.
He would never have guessed that the one undergoing the tribulation today was actually the Tiger Head Puppet before him.
Wearing azure clothes, Zhao Xingyu's expression changed slightly. She immediately flew up, facing the two, and sternly demanded, "Who are you, and why have you trespassed into the Zhao Family Territory?"
As she questioned them, the Tiger Head Spirit Puppet landed beside her, its amber "crystal eyes" staring directly at the opposite side, flickering with a chilling coldness.
