The puppet made of bone did not explode or crack, but melted completely like ice.
With one swift motion, Wu Qi tore open his clothes and threw out a puddle of fluid. Upon touching the ground, it turned pale-blue in color and was emitting a pungent stench. There was a tiny patch of light sparking on the boulder-paved ground along with a steady crackle. The fluid was extremely corrosive, so the defensive mechanism of the grand hall was activated automatically to prevent it from destroying the ground.
The hair on the back of Wu Qi's neck bristled. He could sense that in the void right next to him, not in the Prime Dimension where he was but in the parallel Sub-dimension, a few evil existences were carefully sneaking up on him. They were very strong, each having the cultivation base of a high-tiered Heaven Immortal at the least, and were emanating a very strong evil aura, filled with the desire of blood and slaughter. Apart from that, he could not sense any other aura.
