WHOOSH!
A sharp gust of wind whistled past. A figure was thrown wretchedly to the ground, covered in dust and grime.
"What kind of trial was that? If I hadn't escaped so quickly, I'd be dead by now! Damn it, damn it!"
The person who had emerged was none other than Huangg Ling, the Emperor of the Divine Holy Empire. At this moment, one of his arms was gone, his face was covered in blood, and he was in an extremely wretched state.
"That Puppet's strength was just too terrifying. With a single punch, the blood in my body froze, and I lost an arm. If it weren't for the Escape Talisman Lord Hua gave me back then, I'd already be dead!"
Although he was cursing up a storm, Huangg Ling couldn't help but tremble. A sense of powerlessness welled up from deep within him as he recalled the experience.
