"You petty thief! If you have the guts, don't go any further! Turn around and face us for a showdown!"
At the edge of the Blood Sea, an old man's angry roar suddenly erupted.
Li Muyang, who had already traveled away from the Blood Sea shore and was heading deep into the Blood Sea in a carriage, looked back and saw more than twenty figures of black-robed Puppet Masters appearing on the coast behind him.
All of these Puppet Masters were sinisterly strong and exuded a heavy presence, each of them a formidable force among Puppet Masters.
If it weren't for the Seven Treasures Glazed Rod, Li Muyang would have had to flee upon encountering any one of them.
Even with the Seven Treasures Glazed Rod, if a conflict were to erupt at this moment, Li Muyang would have to be extremely cautious to avoid disaster.
Seeing such a formidable lineup, Li Muyang raised an eyebrow.
"Black Feather Pavilion is really holding a grudge, huh."
