The once peaceful and serene world had suddenly transformed into a hellish landscape of danger. The vast storm of origin energy ravaged the void, while the snake-like branches of the strange tree tore everything apart. Meanwhile, the puppets continued to absorb the surrounding energy, growing stronger by the second.
These puppets were nearly indistinguishable from regular cultivators, except for the long thorn-like tendrils that protruded from their heads and bodies, as if some plant had taken root inside them. As their auras surged, the tendrils writhed and extended, even piercing through their robes, exposed to the air.
Beneath the surface of their skin, root-like structures were visible, forming an intricate network of veins and spirit lines, akin to a second set of meridians, coursing through their entire bodies.
"Five-Element Life and Death Lotus! Wheel of Reincarnation!"
