NCCnovel Chapter 137 The Puppet is Actually...
Chapter 137 The Puppet is Actually...
Dark clouds hung heavily in the sky, blocking out all the light.
A crimson eye was revealed from Shen Yuan's shattered mask, its light flashing with danger.
Most of the disciples are still unconscious, and only five are able to fight. Moreover, they have exhausted too much spiritual energy, making it even more difficult for them to fight again.
Their opponents were three mid-stage Nascent Soul demon puppets and one late-stage Nascent Soul demon general, Shen Yuan.
"Wow! What a pleasant surprise! I didn't expect so many little mice to still be alive. Let them all become my test subjects!" Shen Yuan said excitedly, spreading his arms wide.
"Don't even think about it!" Song Huai'an stepped forward, picked up the Golden Sky Sword, and pointed it directly at the Abyss in the sky: "Even if I die, I will not let you harm them."
Shen Yuan stroked his chin with interest, carefully examining Song Huai'an: "A natural sword physique? Interesting. I'll make sure you die slowly, after all, your physique is a rare one for drug testing."
With a wave of his hand, a puppet wielding a large sword rushed forward.
Song Huai'an quickly jumped away, and the puppet's large sword landed, creating a huge crater as tall as a person.
The entire foot of the mountain trembled slightly as rocks fell, injuring some disciples.
Xie Wanning reinforced the barrier and turned to say, "We cannot allow the demonic cultivators and puppets to harm our injured disciples. We must keep the demonic cultivators outside the barrier."
Song Huai'an, Si Jinchuan, Qin Muyang, Zhong Yingxiu, and Xie Wanning stood outside the barrier, facing a puppet wielding a large sword.
Shen Yuan wasn't in a hurry to kill them, so he only sent one puppet to deal with Xie Wan Ning and the others.
The puppet's large sword gleamed with a cold light. He was tall and wore a black mask that obscured his features. However, his robust physique and slightly graying hair suggested that he was an elderly elder.
Xie Wanning examined the puppet and noticed that it was different from ordinary sword cultivators, as it wielded its sword with its left hand. However, its left hand did not have obvious calluses, suggesting that it did not usually use a sword.
Since he is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, how could he not have calluses on his hands when wielding a weapon?
The puppet charged forward swiftly, and Song Huai'an and Si Jinchuan met it head-on, catching its large sword. However, the puppet's strength was immense, and Song Huai'an and Si Jinchuan's limbs became somewhat weak.
This is not the strength a normal person possesses!
Suddenly, golden light appeared beneath the feet of the three, and an array appeared beneath them.
"come out faster!"
Upon hearing the sound, Song Huai'an and Si Jinchuan quickly emerged from the formation, only to see dozens of silver chains appearing within it, tightly binding the puppet.
"Break the ice!"
Dozens of ice spikes flew toward the puppet.
Qin Muyang waved his folding fan, and Song Huai'an unleashed a sword blade gleaming with golden light.
The three waves of attacks struck the puppet, producing a tremendous roar.
"Click!" "Click!"
Several sharp cracking sounds rang out as the silver chains binding the puppet snapped and fell limply to the ground. The puppet raised its greatsword and pierced the core of the formation with pinpoint accuracy, rendering the formation ineffective.
The puppet leaped and flew towards Zhong Yingxiu.
Zhong Yingxiu was only a formation cultivator and had no ability to fight in close combat. She was slashed on the shoulder by the puppet and fell heavily to the ground.
Everything happened too fast; no one had time to stop it.
The puppet raised its large sword and stabbed it towards Zhong Yingxiu's abdomen.
"Sister Zhong!"
Xie Wanning threw the Luoze Sword, but it couldn't keep up with the speed at which the puppet swung its blade.
"Back off!"
Song Huai'an stood in front of Zhong Yingxiu and caught the puppet's knife with both hands. The blade pierced his skin, revealing glimpses of his hand bones.
Luo Zejian swiftly knocked the broadsword away, and Xie Wanning flew over, picked up Luo Zejian, and unleashed dozens of ice blades.
The puppet was forced to retreat repeatedly, but Si Jinchuan and Qin Muyang intervened and restrained it.
"How could you be so stupid! You caught the puppet's attack with your bare hands. Don't you want these hands anymore?" Xie Wanning picked up Song Huai'an's hands to examine them, annoyed.
She had just seen the puppet's blade about to pierce Zhong Yingxiu when a sword appeared and instantly transformed into Song Huai'an. Song Huai'an raised his Golden Cloud Sword to try and block the broadsword, but the sword was knocked aside by the broadsword, and Song Huai'an actually caught the attack with his bare hands.
"If I don't intervene, Fellow Daoist Zhong will die." Song Huai'an endured the pain in his palm and managed to utter these words with difficulty.
Xie Wanning glanced at him and then took out herbs and pills from her storage bag.
[Stop!] An angry voice echoed from within the consciousness space: [Song Huai'an is our enemy, how could you heal him!]
Song Huai'an was injured while saving people, and he's currently in battle; we need him.
No! You absolutely cannot heal him; he's an ingrate!
Enough! I only believe what I see.
Xie Wanning was upset and blocked out the sounds in her consciousness.
Seeing Xie Wanning frown, Song Huai'an felt guilty, thinking he had done something wrong and angered her. His eyes filled with remorse, and he obediently accepted the treatment without saying a word.
After healing Song Huai'an's hand, Xie Wanning fed Zhong Yingxiu, who was unconscious on the ground, a healing pill and carried her into the barrier to settle her in.
Seeing Si Jinchuan and Qin Muyang drenched in sweat, Xie Wanning turned to Song Huai'an and asked, "Are you ready to fight?"
"anytime."
Xie Wanning raised her sword and charged toward the puppet, with Song Huai'an close behind.
The two appeared on either side of the puppet, cutting off the blades to surround it. Song Huai'an activated the blades, causing hundreds of blades to form a sword array that enveloped the puppet, leaving it no chance to escape.
"Stegosaurus, come forth!"
The sword blades formed a massive dragon that surged directly towards the puppet.
In an instant, the puppet was riddled with wounds from the sword blades, its mask was damaged, and it slowly fell to the ground.
How could it be him!
Xie Wanning and Song Huai'an stood there dumbfounded, speechless, their hearts filled with utter shock.
The puppet was actually Elder Li, the second elder of the Qingyun Sect's Punishment Division.
He is also the guardian at the foot of the Sword-Asking Cliff of Qingyun Sect.
Xie Wanning's hand gripping the Luo Ze Sword trembled uncontrollably. She couldn't believe that the puppet before her was Elder Li. Wasn't Elder Li injured in his right hand and unable to fight? Wasn't he doing odd jobs at Wenjian Cliff and no longer concerned with other matters of the Qingyun Sect?
He should be at Qingyun Sect. In his past life, Elder Li would never have become a demon puppet; he would have lived a long and healthy life. He once stood up for Xie Wanning when she was falsely accused, always believing in his "young friend Xie." He will live, and he will live at Qingyun Sect until Xie Wanning dies.
It must be a hallucination!
However, the Elder Li in front of her was so real, almost exactly the same as the Elder Li from two years ago in Xie Wanning's memory.
"Elder Li, you're still alive! Junior Sister has been blaming herself for causing you to be attacked by the magical beasts, and the other junior brothers and sisters all miss you and want you to return to Wenjian Cliff and Qingyun Sect. Please?" Song Huai'an tried to wake Elder Li.
Xie Wanning only felt pain in her chest.
This puppet really is Elder Li. Why did he become like this? Was it Ye Qianqian's doing? Why would she target innocent people? Not only her, but also Shen Yuan, none of them can escape.
While Song Huai'an and Xie Wanning were stunned, the puppet broke free of the sword formation and charged straight at Xie Wanning!
"Elder Li..." Xie Wanning raised her eyes, looking at the puppet that was gradually approaching. She felt as if the sword in her hand weighed a thousand pounds and she could not move it even a fraction of an inch.
The puppet's knife was about to reach Xie Wan Ning's heart!