"Within the great tomb, there is a copper coffin. And around the copper coffin, there are two Nascent Soul stage puppet corpses guarding it. Those two puppet corpses seem to have sensed the presence of my Nascent Soul and have already pursued us!"
He Wujie responded in a low and swift voice, his tone tinged with tension and urgency.
Two Nascent Soul puppet corpses?
Upon hearing this, Fang Bai couldn't help but take a sharp breath.
If it were two Golden Core realm puppet corpses, He Wujie wouldn't take them seriously at all and could destroy them with a flick of his fingers.
However, Nascent Soul puppet corpses are vastly different; the strength of any one of them can suppress He Wujie, so it's no wonder He Wujie feels nervous.
What truly worries He Wujie is Fang Bai; he is confident he can handle one Nascent Soul puppet corpse and, even if he can't win, he has the assurance to escape.
