I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

"Master, Lin Che has not shown his face even once so far."

Upon hearing Zhang Mo's report, Yan Shuming's lips twitched slightly.

Lin Che is incredibly calm and collected.

He wanted Lin Che to disappear, but the beast tide had been going on for several days, and he hadn't seen even a trace of him.

This left him with absolutely no chance to make a move.

The informants sent out reported that everything was normal at Shattered Star Lake, and the Lin family's defenses were in good order, but Lin Che himself seemed to have vanished into thin air, and no one had seen him.

"We can't wait any longer." Yan Shuming's voice turned cold, a desperate glint in his eyes. "Block those three from Xuan Yin Mountain right in front of Shattered Star Lake. I refuse to believe Lin Che won't show up!"

"But... the beast tide..." Zhang Mo's voice was hesitant, his gaze lowered, not daring to look his master in the eye.

Yan Shuming squinted at him, his eyes filled with an undeniable coldness: "What? Without Lin Che, Chuyang City is absolutely indefensible? I have no influence whatsoever? I can't command those families at all?"

Zhang Mo shook his head slightly, said no more, and turned to take care of his business.

Watching Zhang Mo's departing figure, Yan Shuming turned to look out the window, his gaze fixed on the direction of Shattered Star Lake, remaining there for a long time.

He couldn't understand what Zhang Mo was trying to say.

But if the Lin family is allowed to hold onto Chuyang City, they will truly rise to power.

He will have no say whatsoever, becoming nothing more than an empty shell in this city.

Now that he's stirring up trouble within his own ranks, if he can get rid of Lin Che, he'll have a chance to regain his voice and even take command of the garrison again.

The beast tide is both a crisis and an opportunity.

Each family, faction, and independent cultivator would be extremely cautious in order to ensure their own survival.

Defending the city is their top priority; protecting Chuyang City is the most crucial thing for them.

That's what he's betting on.

……

When the three war puppets fully rose from the Xuan Yin Mountain, the entire Chu Yang City area trembled.

The first thing to be affected was that the bricks and stones of the entire city trembled slightly, dust fell from the window frames, and the flames in the spirit lamps flickered violently, casting distorted shadows on the walls.

Immediately afterwards, all the factions sensed the energy fluctuations of these three war puppets.

As the most unique type of puppet, war puppets are products that can determine the course of a war on the battlefield.

Their enormous bodies, dense and complex engraved array patterns, and terrifying power and destructive force all demonstrate their unparalleled strength.

Although it's only at the third rank, it's definitely not something that one or two Golden Core cultivators of the same rank can handle.

Those enormous bodies cast deep shadows in the moonlight, like three moving mountains, and with each step they took, they cracked the cobblestones of the street with spiderweb-like patterns.

Upon discovering the three war puppets, all the factions were in an uproar.

The news spread rapidly throughout the city, and panic rippled outwards, making everyone feel insecure.

"What's going on? What happened?" A rogue cultivator poked his head out of the inn, his voice filled with panic.

"Look, in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion!" Another person pointed into the distance, his finger trembling slightly.

"These are...these are war puppets!" Someone recognized the origin of the three colossal figures, their voice trembling. "How could such things be in our city? From the Xuan Kui Sect?"

"What's going on? Why are those three puppets heading towards the Lin family's direction?" A sharp-eyed cultivator noticed that the puppets' trajectory was clearly heading towards Shattered Star Lake.

Anyone with eyes can see that this thing is clearly not meant to help defend the city!

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, they received a message from the Lin family: "Don't panic, just focus on defending the city."

Meanwhile, Lin Che had returned to the Shattered Star Lake tribe's territory and entered the temporary command post.

"Father!" "Master Lin!" The three of them stood up at the same time, their eyes all falling on Lin Che.

Lin Che nodded slightly, walked to the main seat and stood there. His gaze swept over the three moving red dots on the projection array, and his voice was steady:

"It seems that Yan Shuming couldn't hold back any longer. However, we didn't expect that the Xuan Kui Sect's only deployment was war puppets. What we don't know now is what these war puppets are intended for. But it's highly likely that they are not intended for attacking the city."

They have now roughly deduced the plans of the Demon Palace of Rebellion: they are preparing to absorb souls for the great formation.

The more bloodshed occurs between the garrison and the demonic beasts, and the more cultivators and demonic beasts die, the more conducive it will be to the arrangement of the Rebellious Demon Palace.

Therefore, these war puppets, which are most suitable for sieges, should not have been used by the Xuankui Sect to help the demon beasts attack cities.

Their purpose is worth investigating. The fact that the Xuan Kui Sect placed these items in the mountains and forests around Burning Bone Pass definitely means they have a purpose.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhihei spoke first, his voice coming from behind his mask: "According to the intelligence my men have sent back, Yan Shuming seems to be making a desperate gamble."

The deterrent power of this thing is terrifying. He has never used it to establish his authority in the past, which is very likely because he does not have the right to use these war puppets.

The Xuan Kui Sect must have had a deeper purpose in burying these puppets in Xuan Yin Mountain, rather than leaving them for Yan Shuming to use as personal weapons.

Lin Che nodded, a cold glint in his eyes: "That's what I think too. Since we don't know what the Xuan Kui Sect uses this for, let's destroy one of them. I believe we'll have the answer then."

Meanwhile, on the plains north of the Lin family's Shattered Star Lake territory, three war puppets had crossed the city walls of Chuyang City and embarked on the road leading to the core area of ​​the Lin family.

Their bodies are as large as mountains, and every step they take leaves footprints several inches deep on the ground.

The array patterns on its body surface were all lit up, and dark red light flowed like blood vessels on the black stone surface. The molten core at its core emitted a scorching aura, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

Meanwhile, the Lin family's three third-tier spirit beasts stood in front of the war puppet.

Ordinary Golden Core cultivators are simply no match for the war puppet in a one-on-one fight.

The same applies to well-nurtured, enormous spirit beasts.

Dealing with these war puppets is the time for the Lin family's carefully cultivated spirit beasts to show their skills!

The old patriarch of the alligator snapping turtles stood at the forefront, his thick carapace resembling a moving city wall, gleaming with a dark luster under the moonlight.

It was not as tall as those war puppets, but it was much larger, with limbs as thick as pillars, and with each breath it would exhale two white jets of air from its nostrils.

Its eyes were half-closed, its cloudy gaze was very steady, and it calmly looked at the three war puppets in the distance.

Standing on the left wing was the Hellfire Tiger, its dark red fur resembling solidified magma, and a faint aura of malevolence surrounding it, pressing down the meadow beneath its feet.

Dark flames flickered in its amber pupils, its four claws landed silently, and its body was slightly lowered, like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released at any moment.

The invisible killing intent spread outwards as if it were a tangible substance, causing the temperature in the air to drop several degrees.

On the right wing was the old patriarch of the Cangming Jiao clan, whose entire body was covered with dark blue scales that gleamed with a metallic luster under the moonlight.

It meandered through the air, its dragon whiskers swaying gently in the wind, its vertical pupils reflecting the three approaching puppets, and a slight smile playing on its lips.

"It's finally our turn to shine, old turtle!"

"Okay, you guys attack, I'll hold them off!"

As he spoke, the Ancestor of the Crocodile Turtle immediately activated the Earth Vein Suppression Divine Power.

An invisible gravitational field spread out from its body, like an invisible giant hand pressing down on the ground, enveloping the three war golems.

The gravity was as heavy as a mountain, even the air was compressed and slightly distorted, the ground beneath the puppet's feet sank several inches, the soil churned and gravel flew everywhere.

The three war golems, enveloped by the gravity field, suddenly slowed down, their joints creaking and groaning as if resisting the invisible pressure.

The next moment, a layer of dark yellow crystalline armor rose from its body. The crystals were closely arranged, like natural armor, wrapping its body layer by layer.

The armor was thick and smooth, gleaming warmly in the moonlight, exuding a unique, calm aura from the depths of the earth.

Its massive form charged straight at the three war golems.

The three war puppets responded simultaneously.

The one at the very front raised its right arm, and the array patterns on its entire arm suddenly lit up. The dark red light condensed into a thick energy shield, blocking its path.

The figure in the middle crouched slightly, slamming its fists into the ground. A shockwave of earthy yellow hue exploded from the point of impact, spreading towards the feet of the alligator snapping turtle, attempting to disrupt its balance.

The last one did not rush forward, but instead clasped its hands together, and a crimson beam of light condensed from its palms, ready to be shot out at any moment.

The gravity field of the alligator snapping turtle slowed their movements and caused their attacks to deviate slightly when launched.

Before the shockwaves and beams of light could fully coalesce, the old patriarch had already rushed in front of them.

"boom--!"

With a loud crash, the massive body of the Mountain-Bearing Crocodile Turtle collided head-on with the war puppet at the very front.

The turquoise crystal armor collided with the dark red energy shield, exploding into a dazzling light. The shockwave spread outwards, lifting the grass several inches off the ground, sending mud flying and dust billowing everywhere.

The war puppet was knocked backward several feet, its feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Just as the war puppet regained its footing, a dark red figure silently appeared to its side.

The Hellfire Tiger emerged from the explosion's halo like a ghost, its four claws leaving burning claw marks in the air.

Its speed was so great that it created a sharp whooshing sound in the air, like a dark red lightning bolt, heading straight for the puppet's neck joint.

With a swing of its right claw, five dark red, malevolent claw marks tore through the air, precisely slicing into the gaps in the war puppet's neck.

That's the thinnest point of the armor, one of the few parts of the golem's structure that can't be covered with obsidian.

The claw marks did not immediately split after cutting in, but were corroded by the evil energy the moment they made contact. Dark red energy spread across the surface of the metal joint, penetrating inward like a venomous snake.

A screeching sound erupted from the neck joints of the war golem, sparks flew, and its smooth operation suddenly dropped.

The puppet that was hit suddenly raised its left arm and swept it horizontally towards the direction of the Hellfire Tiger. The iron arm tore through the air, bringing with it a howling gale.

But the Hellfire Tiger was no longer there.

Its body twisted at an incredible angle in mid-air, its four claws using the puppet's shoulder armor to push off, and its whole body, like a shadow scattered by the wind, drew an arc in the air and landed behind the puppet.

At the same time, the old patriarch of the Cangming Jiao clan launched an attack from the air.

A thick, dark blue jet of water shot out from its mouth, like a giant dragon plunging down from the clouds, striking precisely the neck of the puppet that had been attacked by the Hellfire Tiger.

The impact of the water column was heavier than that of an iron hammer, carrying the dragon's unique might, and blasted the already damaged neck joint once again.

The moment the water jet touched the armor, it emitted a piercing hissing sound, and a dark blue mist spread out, dyeing the surrounding air with a pale blue hue.

The puppet's neck showed obvious deformation, and the joints began to move erratically.

The other two puppets ignored their companion's injuries and simultaneously turned to attack the Mountain-Bearing Crocodile Turtle.

A figure raised its foot and stomped down, the heavy foot landing on the carapace of the alligator snapping turtle.

Another figure bent down and threw a punch, the fist wrapped in dark red spiritual light, directly striking the side of the Fuyue Crocodile Turtle.

The two spirit beasts attacked simultaneously, one from above and one from below, blocking the retreat of the Mountain-Bearing Crocodile Turtle.

The alligator snapping turtle did not flee.

It slightly retracted its limbs, lowered its head, and the dark yellow crystalline armor on its tortoise shell suddenly thickened by one layer.

After activating the flow of earth energy, the power of the earth veins continuously surged into its entire body. At this moment, it was like a mountain, remaining unmoved no matter how it was attacked.

The foot landed, and the force of the punch blasted towards them.

Two loud explosions occurred almost simultaneously.

Gravel flew everywhere, soil churned, and a crater more than ten feet deep was blasted into the meadow around the alligator snapping turtle, with smoke and dust billowing and rocks flying everywhere.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the alligator snapping turtle remained standing there steadily.

Its eyes remained half-closed, as if it were basking in the sun.

There were just two very shallow cracks on its carapace.

The Hellfire Tiger moved again.

This time, instead of attacking a single puppet, it began to move rapidly along the edge of the battlefield, its dark red figure appearing and disappearing in the smoke and dust, constantly creating threats on the puppets' flanks and forcing them to focus on defense.

Each of its movements carried a lingering malevolent aura, leaving dark red marks on the ground like charred lines, gradually compressing the range of movement for the three puppets.

The traces of malevolent energy intertwined, forming a gradually shrinking net that slowly reduced the puppets' space to move around.

The old patriarch of the Cangming Jiao clan hovered high in the sky, with a dark blue mist gathering around him, like a cloud gathering its strength.

Its vertical pupils were fixed on the battlefield, its gaze sweeping rapidly across every possible opening in the battle, its body like a bowstring taut with power, ready to unleash the next strike at any moment.

The alligator snapping turtle remains the backbone of the battlefield.

Every time a puppet tries to break through its defenses, it will meet it head-on with its massive body, using its most solid defense to deflect the fiercest attacks.

The earth vein's protective domain continued to shroud the battlefield, preventing the three puppets from unleashing their full speed and power. Like three giant beasts chained together, each struggle was met with an invisible chain of gravity pulling them back to their original positions.

On the battlefield, flashes of light and fire intertwined, and shockwaves and dust rose and fell.

Although the three war golems had not yet been defeated, their movements were no longer as fluid as they had been at the beginning.

Wear and tear at the joints, localized fading of the battle patterns, and continuous energy depletion are all silently accumulating battle damage.

Meanwhile, the three spirit beasts of the Lin family maintained their initial rhythm, unhurried and well-coordinated, firmly gripping the three war puppets and consuming their energy.

In the distance, atop the City Lord's Mansion, Yan Shuming stood on the top floor, gazing at the battlefield where spiritual light intertwined, his face ashen.

With his hands pressed against the railing, his knuckles turning white, he never expected that the Lin family would actually have two Golden Core stage spirit beasts!

He had seen the Hellfire Tiger before, but he had never seen the Alligator Turtle or the Flood Dragon in any intelligence reports.

"How could the Lin family have such a background? This is impossible!" His voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an incredulous solemnity.

"Oh, why not?"

Lin Che's voice suddenly rang out behind him.

Since he didn't know what the Xuankui Sect was planning to do, Lin Che decided to ask them himself!