"Master, the array hasn't been completely dismantled yet. We must quickly deal with the corpse puppet!" Qiu Niang reminded from aside.
Fu Changsheng nodded, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
He quickly formed a technique with his fingers, and the three Thunder Shock Swords merged into one in the air, transforming into a massive Thunder Sword. Lightning flickered along the blade, exuding a heart-palpitating pressure.
"Slash!"
Fu Changsheng shouted fiercely, and the Thunder Sword cleaved down, aiming directly at the head of the corpse puppet.
"Boom!"
The Thunder Sword struck the armor of the corpse puppet with a loud bang. The corpse puppet let out a piercing scream as the armor quickly crumbled under the burning lightning, eventually turning into a pile of ashes.
"The array is broken!" Qiu Niang exclaimed in delight.
Fu Changsheng looked up to see that the runes on the Nameless Stele had completely shattered, and the Yin Qi and Evil Qi in the graveyard dissipated as well.
