Thousands of clones dispersed, each flying in different directions.
The speed of the clones was incredible, covering tens of thousands of miles with every breath.
Meanwhile, his Thought power could cover a distance of approximately a hundred million miles.
The various clones flew for an entire day, and their connected Thought power spanned an area comparable to a great world, yet they still hadn't reached the boundary.
"Fortunately, I found that puppet!" Jian Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. Thousands of clones continued to spread out in search of the boundary, while the clone that retrieved the puppet remained in place, preparing to divide the soul force.
At this moment, that puppet had already been reduced to fragments.
Though Nine Prison Pagoda was in the hands of the Immortal Jiu Chen, and only a minor secret technique from the first level was employed, it was still enough to easily destroy a puppet crafted from spatial crystals.
