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The next moment, as the puppets completed their upgrade, the five puppets beside Chen Yang, which were originally black and gold in color, instantly transformed into scarlet gold and blood red!

At the same time, countless mysterious and intricate patterns appeared on their skin. These patterns wrapped around their cheeks and arms, disappearing between their skin, and faintly radiating a golden light of supreme pressure.

Just by standing there quietly, the five puppets exuded a suffocating sense of oppression—their appearance, height, and weight had not changed much, but their temperament had undergone a complete transformation, as if they had transformed from sleeping ferocious beasts into sword gods who held the power of life and death!

Yu Xinlian, who was sitting in the corner, was filled with sorrow and did not know how to face the desperate situation ahead. The next moment, a terrifying sword intent suddenly enveloped her from all directions!

The sword intent was sharp and piercing, not only penetrating her skin but also seemingly piercing directly into the depths of her soul, causing her to tremble violently and feel an inescapable fear from the very core of her being!

"thump!"

Yu Xinlian's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, her heart pounding wildly, her face ashen white.

"W-What's going on?"

She turned her head with difficulty to look at Chen Yang, and when she saw the five humanoid puppets, each over 1.8 meters tall, with scarlet bodies and shimmering patterns, her pupils shrank sharply, and she instantly understood—the suffocating pressure she had just felt came from these five puppets!

"What... what kind of puppet is this? Why is it so terrifying?"

She, a dignified cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, was paralyzed by the aura of the five puppets and couldn't even muster the thought of resisting!

Yu Guanhong, standing outside, suddenly frowned and turned sharply to look at Chen Yang's room—just a moment ago, he had clearly sensed an extremely sharp killing intent!

But when he focused his attention again to investigate, the murderous intent of the sword had vanished without a trace.

Yu Guanhong's expression changed drastically. He could no longer contain himself, pushed open the door, and rushed in, demanding sharply, "What's going on? What happened?!"

Chen Yang's lips curled into a cold smile, and he lightly waved his right hand!

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Five scarlet phantoms suddenly shot out, instantly surrounding the unsuspecting Yu Guanhong!

Yu Guanhong looked down at the puppet beside him, his brows furrowing slightly. He then sneered and looked at Chen Yang: "Kid, what are you up to? Bringing out a few broken puppets to scare people?"

Chen Yang was now as calm as a mountain.

The moment the puppets finished upgrading, he clearly sensed that after spending 2000 million spirit stones and 4 fragments of another dimension, the improvement of these five puppets was nothing short of heaven-defying—they had directly advanced from Grandmaster Swordsmen to Sword Saints!

Although it still lacks blood and flesh, it has developed its own unique supernatural skill, "Limitless Whirlwind Slash"!

The "Limitless Whirlwind Slash" released by a single Sword Saint puppet possesses combat power comparable to the late stage of the Divine Power Realm, and he has a total of five puppets, which can cooperate with each other to unleash a deadly formation!

Chen Yang, too lazy to waste words with Yu Guanhong, simply raised his hand and coldly ordered, "Suppress!"

"boom--!"

Five sword strikes, straight to the soul and unmatched in their power, suddenly erupted!

A chilling sword aura rippled outwards, each strand enough to easily kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Five sharp sword energies intertwined into a net and crashed down towards Yu Guanhong!

At first, Yu Guanhong didn't take it seriously at all—he was a cultivator at the early stage of the Divine Power Realm, how could he be afraid of a few puppets?

But just as the sword energy was about to strike him, its unparalleled sharpness pierced his soul, making his heart tremble and his mind shatter!

"thump!"

Yu Guanhong's legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

At that moment, he clearly sensed the approach of death!

He knew very well that if Chen Yang wanted to, he, a dignified early-stage Divine Power Realm cultivator, would be reduced to dust!

Yu Guanhong was panting heavily, his hands and feet were ice-cold, and the cold sweat on his back instantly soaked through his robes, sticking stickily to his body.

Chen Yang walked slowly over, hands behind his back, looking down at him with a cold, mocking smile: "Tell me, where is Yu Huaqiang?"

As the last "里" was uttered, the five sword saint puppets around him simultaneously released their sword energy, filling the entire room with killing intent!

Such terrifying sword intent is something that even a late-stage Divine Power Realm cultivator of the same level, let alone a cultivator like Yu Guanhong in the early stage of the Divine Power Realm, would be unable to withstand!

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Yu Guanhong completely collapsed. With a thud, he fell to his knees and head, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, and roared in a trembling voice, "Yu Huaqiang... Yu Huaqiang has been driven to his death by the clan chief! It was all the clan chief's doing!"

"The clan chief wanted to curry favor with Mo Weihui, so he arrested Yu Huaqiang and forced him to persuade Xinlian to marry Mo Weihui! But Yu Huaqiang felt sorry for your sister and refused no matter what. In the end, he tried to protect you by committing suicide... He died under the clan chief's interrogation!"

Upon hearing this answer, Chen Yang's pupils constricted sharply, and the smile on his face vanished instantly—he had thought Yu Huaqiang was merely hidden in some secret room, but he never expected that he had already been murdered!

He turned to look at Yu Xinlian with a pained expression.

Yu Xinlian finally realized what was happening. She staggered forward, grabbed Chen Yang's arm, her body trembling violently, tears instantly blurring her vision. She stared intently at Yu Guanhong, her voice hoarse as she asked, "What...what did you say? My brother...he's dead?"