Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

Two temple guards stood in front of Shen Zhen and took the opportunity to cut off the puppet's other arm, but this only drove him even crazier.

"This won't do! My mental energy is being depleted too quickly!" Li Qingyan shouted, his punches no longer as fierce as they had been at the beginning.

"Ah!" Qi Xuejian exclaimed softly, clearly her mental energy was almost exhausted.

The remaining temple guards quickly lit the incense for calming the mind and jointly cast a purification array.

"Return!"

"read!"

"Bind!"

"spirit!"

"town!"

"install!"

Although they were stronger than Shen Zhen and the others, with more profound mental power, they gradually showed signs of fatigue in the face of such fierce and continuous blue mist and mental erosion, in addition to having to protect the others.

The group used the "Purify the Mind and Break Through Illusions" spell to purify the blue mist, but due to the large consumption of their mental energy, they gradually found it difficult to sustain the effort and eventually gave up.

Shen Zhen tried to use spatial confinement, but the area covered by the green mist was too vast, and his current level of cultivation made it useless.

It seems we must destroy the core of that altar first.

A bright blue light shone on the altar.

The puppet deacon, with both arms severed, roared even more frenziedly, with even stronger streams of cyan energy bursting from the cracks around its body.

"Watch out! It's going to fight desperately!"

Ye Zhi Qiu unleashed several wind blades, but they were easily dispersed by the energy flow. The recoil caused his blood to surge, and he retreated several steps.

At this moment, the formation that everyone had been barely holding on was suddenly on the verge of collapse.

"Let's all gather together and protect each other!" Shen Zhen said, her voice like a curtain, but her mental energy was rapidly depleting.

He glanced around the room out of the corner of his eye; if things continued like this, they were likely to be wiped out.

"Damn it, I'll fight this bastard to the death!" A fierce glint flashed in Zhao Huaijin's eyes. He was always arrogant and had never been suppressed like this before. His longsword hummed, and disregarding his own defense, he poured all his mental power into the sword and fiercely thrust it towards the puppet deacon.

This is a life-or-death fighting style.

"Zhao Huaijin, don't be rash!" Li Qingyan shouted. He saw through Zhao Huaijin's intentions, but it was too late to stop him.

As expected, the puppet neither dodged nor evaded, and a shield of blue light condensed on its chest.

Zhao Huaijin's attack struck the light shield, emitting a piercing shriek, but it could not advance an inch.

At the same time, the puppet raised one foot, which was wrapped in terrifying blue energy, and kicked towards Zhao Huaijin.

If that kick lands, Zhao Huaijin will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

"Zhao Huaijin!" Qi Xuejian and the others cried out in alarm, trying to save him, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

At the critical moment!

A figure as steady as a mountain suddenly shoved Zhao Huaijin aside, using his back to take the brunt of the terrifying kick.

It is the Zhou Dynasty.

"puff--!"

Zhou Shi felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and blood gushed out.

"Zhou Shi!" Zhao Huaijin was knocked aside, turned around and saw this scene, his eyes wide with rage.

"Hey...it's nothing..." Zhou Shi grinned, blood and foam continuously oozing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes more determined than ever before.

"I'm thick-skinned... I can hold on, you guys... think of something quickly."

Zhou Shi, who is usually honest and straightforward and always silently takes on the heaviest work, showed a protective will at the critical moment, which created a turning point for Zhao Huaijin.

"Zhou Shi!" Li Qingyan's eyes were bloodshot. "You beast! Get out of my way!"

His mental energy surged wildly in an unprecedented way, and an incomparably powerful mental energy erupted from him, instantly shattering the green mist and energy flow that was surging towards him and Zhou Shi.

"Li Qingyan, don't overspend!"

Shen Zhen realized that Li Qingyan was forcibly unleashing his power at the cost of damaging his foundation, and shouted angrily, but he himself was also in grave danger.

"I can't worry about that!" Li Qingyan seized the fleeting opportunity, his figure flashing like lightning, rushing in front of Zhou Shi, intending to temporarily withstand the puppet's subsequent frenzied attacks on his own.

"Zhao Huaijin, take him and retreat!"

Zhao Huaijin was pushed aside by Zhou Shi. When he saw Zhou Shi's bloodied but still trying to stand, and Li Qingyan's resolute outburst, he felt even more ashamed, indignant and furious.

He hated owing favors more than anything else in his life, especially favors that involved risking one's life to protect someone.

"Shut up! We're all leaving together!"

Instead of retreating, he unleashed his family's exquisite swordsmanship, his longsword gleaming with unparalleled sharpness, his sword light as fine as silk threads, to carry out the most dangerous harassment and relieve pressure on Li Qingyan.

"I, Zhao Huaijin, am not so useless that I need my brothers to risk their lives to save me!"

Qi Xuejian, Wu Xian, and Chen Xi's mental energy was almost completely depleted.

However, they rallied their spirits and provided minimal support to the area where Zhou Shi, Li Qingyan, and Zhao Huaijin were located.

Li Qingyan and Zhao Huaijin's outburst temporarily stabilized the most dangerous gap. Zhou Shi was seriously injured, Li Qingyan was overworked, and Feng Yu and Yan Feng were also about to collapse.

Everyone's mental energy was rapidly depleting.

The orbs of light on the altar flickered more intensely, and the surging blue mist became increasingly violent, seemingly brewing an even more terrifying anomaly.

We must not let Lu Renjia's tragedy repeat itself.

"Everyone, heed my command!"

Shen Zhen's voice carried an undeniable determination.

"Focus your attacks on the puppet and give me a chance to unleash my full power."

As soon as Shen Zhen finished speaking, Ye Zhi Qiu shouted:

"A gentle breeze caresses the willows."

Ye Zhi Qiu formed hand seals, his mental energy seemingly violent, yet it moved in a mysterious trajectory, forming a gentle yet resilient breeze that swept towards the puppet.

This force appears gentle, yet it is incredibly powerful.

"boom!!!"

A muffled boom exploded on the puppet, causing it to sway slightly from the impact, and the surrounding blue mist was also dispersed somewhat by the force.

"Brother Shen, it's up to you now."

Ye Zhi Qiu was panting heavily. This genius of Qi Tian Palace was displaying his ultimate skill, the Divine Spell, in front of everyone for the first time.

Almost simultaneously.

The others gritted their teeth and frantically mobilized their remaining mental energy to attack the puppet.

Just as everyone was preparing for a desperate fight—

Mutation and regeneration.

The cyan sphere on the altar suddenly expanded, and a cyan beam several meters thick shot into the sky.

Almost instantly, the aura of the severed-armed puppet surged again under the impact of the beam of light, and the severed arm actually regenerated.

Even more bizarrely, he split off two more identical puppets.

The enemy was not weakened; instead, their troops were reinforced.

This is a true desperate situation.

"It's over..." Wu Xian's face turned ashen.

Even Chen Xi, who is usually calm, collected and reserved, had a hint of despair in her eyes.

Human strength is finite, yet the other party seems to be connected to some endless and mysterious source.

Just when everyone thought they were doomed—

"roar!!!"

A deafening tiger's roar, seemingly coming from the heavens, carried a majestic and righteous pressure that instantly dispelled the eerie blue mist that permeated the air.

A powerful, golden, flame-like blade of energy slashed down from above everyone's heads, severing and shattering the azure pillar of light that was hurtling towards the sky.

The aftershocks of the blade's energy did not diminish, striking the edge of the altar and leaving deep burn marks.

"Who dares to harm my Zhao family's sons!" A thunderous shout rang out.