Seeing the might of the old man, they knew all too well that if the latter wanted to kill them, it was as easy as flipping their palm.
Snort... the old man snorted. He was just about to advance towards the Soul Spiritual Tree, when from the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure rise from the dust.
With a crimson light flashing in its hollowed eyes, it was none other than the demonic puppet. The latter stood on its feet even after taking on an attack that could easily kill even a battle overlord realm practitioner.
"This thing!!" The old man’s eyes turned slightly solemn. He didn’t think that the puppet would be able to take on his attacks and appear completely fine.
"It looks like the origin of this puppet is not ordinary. It is definitely made by so powerful heretic. Nevertheless, no matter how powerful you once were, you are nothing but a relic from the past. Even if I can’t use my actual strength under these circumstances, taking on an object like you is as easy as taking a candy from a child".
Reinvigorating his energy once again, he prepared to defeat the puppet. What the old man didn’t know was that the Demonic Puppet wasn’t just rampaging wildly. Now that it had a new master, it was acting on orders and was far from the mindless puppets the old man had knowledge of.
It ignored the feints and obvious traps to get it off and charged towards the old man. The most dreadful aspect of a demonic puppet is not its strength but its durability and its ability to charge at the opponent again and again without feeling any pain.
Right now, that dreadful scene was being enacted in front of the many observing practitioners once again.
BANG... BANG... the battle was fierce with the two opponents shooting across the place in a mortal exchange. However, from the tide of the battle, it was clear that the old man had an advantage.
Nevertheless, no matter how many tis the puppet was kicked or nailed down, it would get back up again relentlessly.
"Looks like the puppet will he able to tie down the old man. Now is the chance"
Near the trunk of the Soul Spiritual tree, Yang Chen wasted no ti and imdiately got to work.
From the diary of the Great Sage Emperor, he knew the thod to harvest the essence of the Soul Spiritual Tree without needing to uproot the whole thing itself. Only those Alchemists who studied the rare treasures of heaven and earth knew about this, but what made the Soul Spiritual Tree so special was the Condensed Essence Liquid that is deposited in a pocket inside its trunk.
To get to it, one simply needs to use their battle energy to scan for it. Yang Chen followed the instruction, quickly storing the Condensed Essence Liquid into a vial.
Having lost its essence, the Soul Spiritual Tree visibly withered, quickly turning into nothing but dry wood. The tree fell and the Spiritual mist dispersed. The change was so conspicuous that it was captured by all the practitioners nearby.
"That guy!!" Lan Feng who was astonished to see the scene of the Soul Spiritual Tree withering, quickly spotted Yang Chen and imdiately understood what was going on.
"Quick capture that guy, he took the treasure from the Soul Spiritual Tree" On his orders, his lackeys imdiately locked onto the latter.
anwhile, the old man who was battling the demonic puppet was absolutely furious to see soone stealing his treasure.
"You are courting death!"
However, raged as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t break himself out of the demonic puppet’s deadlock.
Yang Chen who was delightfully looking at the Condensed essence Liquid in his hand, ca to his senses the next second. Imdiately, he activated [Ghost Steps] and dodged nurous battle skills that were aid at him.
As soone who was in possession of the hot potato, he was the common enemy of every practitioner present on the island. As such, even with his high grade movent skill, there was no running from them. He was surrounded by practitioners from all directions.
"Quick, run towards that dias. That must be the centre of this array. If you plan on escaping, that is your only way".
From the vision earlier, he knew that the dias held the most important thing that the array was protecting. Since it was so, it should also have a way to bring him out of here.
Just as he was getting a little hopeful, from behind ca a rumbling noise that caused the very island to shake.
"[Fla Seal]" The next instant following the shout of the old man, a pillar of flas rose from the distance before shaping into a complex seal. The seal was extrely large and carried a terrifying level of heat, capable of scorching even the very air itself.
Everywhere where the seal went, a black scar would be left behind.
"Huff... Huff... to think that I would be pushed back to this extent. Hand your life" The old man shouted.
The next second, with the gesture of his hand, the enormous seal suspended in the air ca crashing down. It transford into a huge flaming platform and slamd into the demonic puppet, pushing and blowing it back ruthlessly into the lava sea.
BOOOM!!
Everything happened so fast that most practitioners did not even have ti to process the information. All they saw was a brilliant pillar rise from the old man then rushing towards the Demonic Puppet at a breakneck speed.
"Run!!" at the altar near the dais, Amon shouted unlike his usual self.
Yang Chen imdiately turned around and dashed towards the dias with all of his might. There was no ti to deliberate on what just occurred. With the demonic puppet no longer keeping the old man busy, the situation had turned extrely ugly.
If he didn’t escape this instant, his death would be almost certain.
Yang Chen reached out and touched the dias. Almost the sa instant as if piercing through air, a rugged hand like the scythe of death, reached forward.
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