A couple of days later, Shen Bao walked in on YuYu and Liang Yu, who were busy handling some of the puppets manning the walls of the Sea of Demons. The walls stretched far into the horizon, fortified with layers of intricate formations, the air crackling with defensive energies. The puppets worked with precision, their mechanical movements reflecting the diligent commands of their operators. From this vantage, the Sea of Demons appeared deceptively calm, with the occasional wave crashing against the dark, jagged rocks that lined the shore.
"What's up?" he said once he stood behind them, approaching the two women who seemed engrossed in their tasks.
