"Six Golden Core Cultivators... two at the Early Stage, three at the Middle Stage, and one... at the Late Stage."
'Their Magical Treasures and techniques...'
The Spiritual Radiance Blessing descended, bringing the Golden Core battle into view. Under the perception of his Divine Sense, countless thoughts raced through Chu Mu's mind.
At this point, even if he wanted no part in this mess, the choice was no longer his to make.
'If that's the case...'
Chu Mu's Divine Sense swept into his Qiankun Bag. Inside, the Corpse Puppet stood as still as a statue. Wangcai lay crouched before it, glaring menacingly at the puppet, apparently still holding a grudge from when the Corpse Puppet had previously turned on them.
Beside Wangcai, the Blade Battle Puppet was also motionless, having fallen dormant.
