Luoxia Bamboo Island.
The giant clad in black armor floated in mid-air, eyes fixed on Song Yan in the distance, fingers clad in Profound Armor twitched slightly, and over thirty beautiful paper figures surrounded him, forming a circular array.
Song Yan's ten fingers moved as well, and due to the special technique of "Deformed Soul," the ten shadow puppets were equivalent in power to advanced demon beasts.
Though it was just two people, it seemed like two armies facing off.
Seeing Gu Huangzi's gaze fall upon these shadow puppets, Song Yan smirked and said something that could infuriate anyone: "Thanks to the teacher's blessing, all made at the Shadow Puppet Pavilion, otherwise, relying solely on me, I wouldn't find so many intact demon beast skins."
As the words fell, he suddenly charged forward.
