Sure enough, a moment later, a faint but invisible spiritual thought swept past where he was standing, but it swept to other places without any abnormality.
Han Li felt relieved and felt really relieved. But before he could think about how to take his children away quietly, a loud roar suddenly came from the blood mist in the hall, and the fierce battle suddenly changed.
The blood mist rolled for a while, and suddenly a purple-red light emitted. A burly figure quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, the purple-blooded puppet, which was more than twenty feet tall, emerged from the blood mist in a ferocious size, its body still growing rapidly.
And on one side of the puppet's shoulder stood a man in blood robe with his hands behind his back.