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As Liu Keke's voice faded, the nearly lifeless Mechanical Puppet began to shimmer, and the wounds on its body started to rapidly heal.
The severed arm, surrounded by a halo of light, rapidly transformed as its components flew together and assembled themselves. In the blink of an eye, the arm was restored to its original state.
Seeing this, Cang Yayun, who had been indifferent, suddenly stood up and exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible?"
Her voice trembled with overwhelming astonishment.
As for Yu Chi Xing, he was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene unfolding before him.
Because only they understood.
What it meant for a puppet to repair itself.
That was something that existed only in the time of the ancients, a divine-level puppet.
At this moment, Lu Cailan, who had been full of arrogance, also wore a look of shocked uncertainty.
But her inherent haughtiness and jealousy towards Liu Keke made her sneer again.
