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"Buzz!"

Just as Xia Hun Wu was lamenting about how powerful this Puppet Spirit was, Spiritual Seals emerged from the Puppet Spirit's body and a terrifying Soul Force fluctuation instantly condensed in the surroundings.

"Bam!"

The Soul Puppet did not make any unnecessary movements. With a tap of its toes, a metallic sound was heard and it turned into a black light. It was as fast as lightning and appeared in front of Xia Hun Wu.

Boom!

The instant this punch was fired out, a surge of violent soul power rushed out like an enraged python. The amount of soul power even caused the surrounding air to buzz.

Seeing that the Soul Puppet was about to attack, Xia Hailwu's expression changed slightly. In a situation where he could not dodge, he could only use attack as a defense and similarly threw out a punch. The golden light emitted by the three Royal Sword Intent tightly wrapped around his fist.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!"

However, when the fist wind, which was wrapped by Wang Quan's sword intent, made contact with the Puppet Spirit's fist wind, it was actually directly shattered. The remaining force was like an angry dragon as it ruthlessly hit Xia Hun Wu's arms that were crossed in front of his chest.

Because the punch was too ferocious, Xia Hengwu's body was immediately sent flying. At this moment, the Qi and blood in his body were also in turmoil, and a wave of pain came from both of his arms. Only after flying for a few hundred meters did he finally stop in a sorry state.

As Xia Hun Wu stabilized his body, a cold shiver ran down his spine. This Puppet Spirit had to be at least at the ninth level of the Spirit Stage. With his current strength, there was no way he could deal with it.

He glanced at the red-blue scroll on the stone pillar behind him with a wry smile. What Elder Mu said was indeed correct. If one was too greedy, one would swallow an elephant and in the end, they would be unable to get anything out of it.

"Buzz!"

After sending Xia Hun Wu flying with a single punch, the Puppet Spirit did not give him any chance to catch his breath. It took heavy steps and once again rushed forward like a violent storm.

Upon seeing this, Xia Hengwu's face darkened. He could only grit his teeth and continue to retreat.

In the space of the ninth level of the Soul Martial Hall, Elder Mu also stared intently at the light curtain in front of him. Within this light curtain was Xia Hengwu, who was being chased by the Puppet Spirit until he retreated.

"Although this kid's luck is extremely good, his strength is still lacking. This Puppet Soul has probably already reached the ninth level of the Spirit Stage. This is also because this kid's strength is only at the fourth level of the Spirit Stage. Otherwise, he would have to deal with a habitat or death level Soul Puppet." The white-haired old man watched this scene with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the elder nodded his head, "The true dragon and desolate tiger formation is one of the few array formations. The guardian of this formation is naturally not so easy to deal with."

Although Elder Deadwood was amazed by Xia Hun Wu's ability to defeat Liu Jingyan, who was at the Spirit Stage Level 8, while he was only at the Spirit Stage Level 4, he didn't think that Xia Hun Wu would be able to defeat a Soul Puppet at the peak of the Spirit Stage Level 9.

"It would seem that this little guy does not have the chance to obtain the Imperial Formation. Actually, I would quite like to see if this little guy can control those two spirit formations and successfully learn them." The white-haired old man chuckled.

Hearing these words, Elder Deadwood shook his head and said: "I also want this little fellow to obtain this formation. After all, I promised him a chance. It seems that this opportunity is not here yet."

The white-haired old man nodded his head and looked at the light screen again. Over there, Xia Hun Wu had already been forced into a sorry state by this Puppet Spirit, if this continues, he might not be able to hold on for much longer.

Boom!

Xia Hun Wu's body was once again pushed back by the Puppet Spirit. As the air trembled, Xia Hun Wu's feet drew a long scratch on the ground of the palace.

There was also a trace of blood flowing out while his throat rolled.

All of his cards were like white paper in front of this Puppet Spirit, as it easily broke through it. He knew that this was the difference in strength, if he were to step into the ninth level of the Spirit Stage now, even though he would be unable to defeat this Puppet Spirit, he would definitely be able to contend against it and would not be reduced to such a state.

Xia Hengwu's eyes flickered slightly. Immediately, a stream of Mental Energy flowed into his aurasea in search of Old Mu. In this situation, he could only ask Old Mu if he had any ideas.

In his aura sea, Old Mu was still staring at the back of Xia Hun Wu's left hand. When he saw Xia Hun Wu's arrival, he helplessly spread his hands and said, "Previously, in the Green Soul Mountain, I had already damaged my soul power to help you. If this continues, not only will the Soul King Hall be able to sense my weakness, even the guards on the ninth floor will be able to sense my existence."

Hearing this, Xia Hun Wu was also slightly stunned. Indeed, if it wasn't for Old Mu's help back at the Green Soul Mountain, he would have been able to summon the three lightning tribulations.

Xia Hwu could only helplessly shake his head and bitterly smile. It seemed like he was destined to never enter this Imperial Bloodline Array.

With your current strength, it is impossible for you to fight against that Puppet Spirit. Some things do not have to be fought head on. The space on the ninth floor of the Soul Martial Palace is a gigantic Emperor Formation.

"As long as you can think of a way to sever the connection between it and the Puppet Spirit, this Puppet Spirit will naturally be unable to take any further action." Elder Mu couldn't help but remind Xia Hengwu when he saw his bitter expression.

"That's right, Puppet Spirits usually need to be provided with soul power through Spiritual Seals, but in this space, how can I cut it off?" Xia Hun Wu's expression changed as he replied.

"This, I haven't found out yet." Elder Mu shrugged helplessly as he spoke.

"It's still up to him," Xia Hun Wu said helplessly.

In the great hall, Xia Hun Wu's figure was once again sent flying by this Soul Puppet. Fortunately, he did not choose to fight head on with this Soul Puppet and had used his movement technique to the extreme, trying to stall for more time to see if he could find any clues.

At this moment, his eyes were firmly staring at the swiftly approaching Puppet Spirit. If he wanted to cut off its connection with the ninth level of the formation, he had to first understand what was controlling the formation.

A light flashed across Xia Hun Wu's eyes as he glanced at the armour on the Puppet Spirit's chest. Within the armor, there were faint flashes of red and blue light.

"This is...!"

Xia Hun Wu's pupils violently contracted. As the red and blue lights flickered, there was a wave of energy that he was extremely familiar with spreading out from it.