"Buzz!"
With a deep, resonant hum, the Thunder Peng Puppet's eyes suddenly lit up with a crimson glow. Its wings unfurled, and it shot up violently from the ground!
Ascending, circling, diving, sudden halts, flips...
A series of smooth and rapid aerial maneuvers were perfectly performed amidst the mountain peak's sea of clouds.
The fierce wind howled, blowing True Master Miao Lian's hair wildly.
Her beautiful eyes widened, her heart filled with indescribable shock.
This level of control far surpassed any flying spiritual artifact or puppet she had ever seen!
However, this was just the appetizer.
Soon after, Shen Xuan controlled the puppet to demonstrate its attacks.
Its sharp claws fell, chilling light ripped through the air, leaving three grooves several feet deep on the rock wall below.
The sharp beak pecked down, a point of cold star shot forth, instantly penetrating a boulder weighing ten thousand pounds!
