Those who were half-step into the Celestial Realm were also dumbfounded.
Separated by the barriers of the world, and for the first time manipulating a puppet.
They could only see blurry images, and they couldn't see them clearly.
At this moment, they all had the same question in their minds.
Are people in this world not afraid of death?
They've been killing for so long.
And each time, it's a huge sweep.
There must have been countless deaths and injuries, right?
Why are so many people still rushing forward one after another?
I really don't know whether to praise his courage or call him an idiot.
Soon, it was midnight.
Bai Qingqing excitedly led everyone into the courtyard.
First, take out a string of firecrackers, hang them on a bamboo pole, and have Bai Xu hold them up.
"This is a Chinese New Year custom: setting off firecrackers and fireworks to drive away all bad things and celebrate the arrival of the new year."
As Bai Qingqing spoke, she pulled a lighter from her system space and lit the firecrackers.
A series of crackling sounds erupted instantly.
Bai Wenyuan and the others, who were in the courtyard, did not notice anything unusual.
However, the cultivators who were fighting against those puppets immediately felt their blood surging and their combat power seemed to have increased two or three times.
In contrast, those puppets.
As the firecrackers crackled, cracks suddenly appeared on their once impenetrable outer shell.
One rises as the other falls.
The cultivators quickly launched a counterattack.
However, that's not enough.
Just then, they heard a long "biu" sound, and the next second, a firework burst open in the sky.
The moment the fireworks burst open, the puppets roared in agony.
The cracks on his body had increased.
“It was in the courtyard, it was the gentleman who did it.” Niu Shanming looked at where the fireworks were blooming, and suddenly slapped his thigh: “I know.”
"Peak Master Niu, what do you know?" Yun Tong asked hurriedly.
"Didn't the master have the Great Sage and his companions deliver fireworks and firecrackers to each of our homes? They're specifically designed to ward off these monsters." Niu Shanming's eyes shone brightly in the darkness.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go get those fireworks and firecrackers now," Yun Yue said, stroking his bald head.
Those with high combat strength should continue to attack the puppets.
Those skilled in speed immediately rushed to the teleportation platform to return to Tianyuan City and retrieve the fireworks and firecrackers.
That's all it took.
Bai Qingqing had already lit dozens of fireworks.
Dozens of fireworks burst open in the sky at the same time, displaying various colors and shapes, so beautiful it was unbelievable.
This is a visual feast.
But for those puppets, it was an absolute nightmare.
They roared.
The cracks on his body increased and deepened, and he became increasingly shaky.
Each peak also brought firecrackers and fireworks.
It was set on fire right next to those puppets.
The sound of firecrackers nearby amplified the cultivators' combat power several times over, while the puppets began to lose arms and legs.
Then the fireworks went off again.
The light shone so close that the heads of the puppets exploded instantly.
Without their heads, the puppets finally fell down one by one.
At that very moment, those half-step Celestials also lost contact with the puppets.
No matter how much they manipulate the source, it's all in vain.
The next second, the half-step gods all coughed up blood.
Those were puppets they created from their own essence; when the puppets died, they would naturally turn on them.
Those half-step Celestials were all clutching their chests, their faces grim.
They didn't even see how the puppets were killed, or who killed them.
That's too fast.
But one thing is certain.
The puppet that could so easily kill them must be the treasure left behind by that person.
The thought of the treasure made everyone's eyes turn red.
If I could get it...
Refine the puppet, then refine the puppet again.
This time, we'll need to expend more of our essence to strengthen the puppet.
Moreover, we must not rush.
After it's been refined, keep it by your side for a few days to allow it to adapt. Once you can see clearly through the puppet, then send it for reincarnation.
Oh, and add some more magical treasures.
The puppet must be made strong and resilient enough.
The intelligent, half-step Celestial Being pondered for a moment, then prepared to input a new command after the new puppet was successfully crafted: Do not harm innocent people.
Ancient books record that he was a man of universal love and compassion.
As long as their puppets don't harm people, presumably the methods left behind by that person won't harm their puppets either.
They were too hasty before and overlooked this.
All the half-step Celestials were busily working on creating new puppets.
Only New Taipei City stood with its hands behind its back.
The air was chilly.
The white clothes were stained with tiny specks of red.
Yu Xiang sat cross-legged to the side.
He was healing his internal injuries, and his face was deathly pale.
It took a while before he opened his eyes.
"Are you feeling better?" Xinbei turned around and looked at Yuxiang.
"Hmm." Yu Xiang nodded, then said reluctantly, "However, I'm afraid I'll have to rest for a while and won't be able to continue making new puppets."
Everyone must be busy crafting new puppets right now; they're going to fall behind.
Falling behind is tantamount to handing over that person's treasure.
Even though they've already found it, they can only watch helplessly as others fight for it and become stronger.
That feeling was awful.
However, the backlash she suffered was too severe.
Because the previous puppet lacked Rukawa, she had to sacrifice an extra portion of her essence.
The backlash was naturally amplified.
Now, she is seriously injured, and Liuchuan has lost his causal connection and remains in a deep sleep.
Although the injuries in New Taipei City were less severe.
However, he cannot create a more powerful puppet in a short period of time on his own.
"Don't worry," Xinbei reassured her.
Yu Xiang slammed her fist on the ground and said through gritted teeth, "How can I not be anxious?"
"Brother Bei, why don't we tell the Heavenly God?"
"With the Heavenly God in charge, even those half-step Heavenly Gods will have to make way. We'll be able to get a share of the spoils too."
"It's better than just watching them get stronger."
The gods were already stronger than them, so it wouldn't matter if they were a little stronger.
She didn't care.
But how come those half-step gods who were just like her in ordinary times became stronger than her?
"Don't worry, they can't take it away," Xinbei said.
"What do you mean?" Yu Xiang suddenly sat up straight, then reached out and hooked her arm around Xin Bei's neck, her voice soft: "Brother Bei, do you have a good idea?"
"That person's treasure is not so easy to obtain," Xinbei sneered. "Let them fight it out first."
"But what if they get it?" Yu Xiang frowned.
"Haven't you noticed yet?" New Taipei asked in return.
"What did you find?" Yu Xiang asked in return.
“We learned the coordinates of Qiu Bai and the others’ puppet reincarnation from our informants,” Xinbei said.
Yu Xiang immediately sat up straight: "But just now, everyone's puppets appeared at that coordinate location at the same time... This is a trap set by Qiu Bai."
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