"Sir, do you really intend to be an enemy of the Immortal Bewitching Sect?"
Fan Yin's face also turned cold.
"It is not I, Lord Tiankui, who desires enmity with the Immortal Bewitching Sect, but you people have gone too far! Promising compensation and then reneging."
Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness swept over the area and confirmed that there was only this single Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Immortal Bewitching Sect. He snorted coldly and tossed out a Storage Bag.
A flash of light!
Several figures emerged.
First to appear were six or seven Core Formation Stage Puppets, from beast shapes to human figures, engraved with numerous Spirit Marks that shimmered brightly.
Then Fang Xi slapped the Storage Bag again, and another terrifying Puppet flew out. This Puppet, with an eagle's head, a humanoid body, and a pair of wings on its back, its right arm shaped like a bird's claw, was impressively a fourth-rank lower-grade Puppet!
