It wasn't daytime right now. The sky was dotted with twinkling stars, and even the shadow of the moon could be seen.
Just as the statue pointed to the sky and roared, a violent ripple appeared in the night sky. The stars began to twist and turn into vortexes.
As soon as the vortexes started spinning, hundreds of figures fell out of them and landed around the burial Palace.
Li Tian glanced around and realized that the figures were all made of metal. Their faces were stiff and expressionless, and they were obviously dead.
"The puppets have all come out. Hurry into the burial Palace and hide!" The fatty shouted. He used some kind of movement technique and shot toward the burial Palace as fast as lightning.
The two of them were only three to five li away from the gate of the burial Palace. On the right side of the gate, there was a crack. As long as they passed through the crack, they would be able to get rid of the statues and puppets behind them.
