"They've broken through Area 2. And they've been blasting their way into Area 3," Zyrith solemnly muttered as he keenly observed the intruders through the fragmented feedback from his puppets. Every time one string would be cut, he'd feel the sting along with an image of what the puppet last saw.
Ever since Lin Mo's appearance a few days ago, he has started feeling restless. After all, the seemingly weak cultivator could actually resist the pressure of their Highland Domain. More than that, he could cut through the strings of his puppets, something he would only expect of a being of similar strength.
Then, he faced Xylos and lived to escape the Anchor. Despite all the disadvantages stacked against him, he stood his ground. Even if Xylos's strength was suppressed because of his violation, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, an equivalent of an ant to them, managed to pull out those grafted limbs of a Flesh-Shaper of Xylos's caliber.
