Chapter two thousand nine hundred and seventy-six the holy clan alone
"It's up to you." Su Yu said casually, his eyes became sharp: "Please tell me in detail what happened after I left."
Nie Nu and others have only been established for a short period of time, and their intelligence sources are far less extensive than those of the Aoki Saint Clan and Netherworld Saint Clan. They should be able to master more information.
Ancestor Netherworld rushed to reply: "Reporting to Lord Ding, this is what happened..."
He continued to collect information from the Netherworld Saint Clan one after another. The result was almost the same as what the evil girl said, except for one more important piece of information that the evil girl didn't know.
There once was a mysterious young man who came to visit the Puppet Saint Clan. The day after he left, strange things happened one after another in Zangtian Mountain, until Mo Heng, Ding's weapon refiner master, was captured, completely exposing the Puppet Saint Clan's many conspiracies.
, eventually leading to a war between the two sides.
Ancestor Qingmu said angrily: "It's a shame that the puppet saints ambush us earlier and caught the people we came to beg from off guard, causing us heavy casualties and making it impossible to continue fighting against the puppet saints."
Even the two holy clans suffered such serious losses, let alone the other aristocratic families?
I'm afraid their casualties will be even more horrific.
Ancestor Netherworld clenched his fists: "Ding Zun, if we want to take revenge, we need to take a long-term approach. Otherwise, if we go now, we are just courting death."
They have too few strong people, and the huge puppet of the Puppet Saint Clan is too powerful.
Su Yu said calmly: "Think about the long term? How long? Ten years, eight years, or a hundred years?"
He didn't have that much time to wait, and no matter how soon the First Ancestor would catch up, he couldn't delay even if Mo Heng was captured.
With Mo Heng's refining skills, if he is threatened by the puppet saints, he will definitely be able to refine the puppet heart forged from the bones of the powerful All Saints.
At that time, once the puppet was born, it would be difficult to have an opponent in the world.
Su Yu and Mo Heng both had the same premonition, that the puppet was an ominous thing and they would never be allowed to be born successfully.
"But..." Ancestor Netherworld said hesitantly, their situation was indeed inferior to others, and acting recklessly was definitely not a wise move.
Su Yu pressed his palms and interrupted him: "Puppet Saint Clan, you don't need to come in person, you just need to mobilize our people and wait for the opportunity."
Um?
Everyone heard the overtone, and Ancestor Netherworld said: "Ding Zun, what about you?"
Su Yu's eyes flashed slightly: "I will go to the Puppet Saint Clan myself!"
Ancestor Qingmu and Ancestor Netherworld were shocked: "No, Lord Ding! The giant puppet of the Puppet Saint Clan is extremely powerful and must not be underestimated!"
Back then, when the Puppet Saint Clan came to Zangtian Mountain, they used their extremely tall puppets to fight against the two ancestors, which ended in a tragic defeat for the two ancestors.
Now the Nether Ancestor was attacked by a puppet again and almost died. One can imagine how powerful the giant puppet is.
"You don't need to worry about this." Su Yu said lightly: "I want to enter the puppet saint clan. It's easy. Follow my instructions, gather everyone, and act according to the opportunity!"
Immediately, Su Yu flew away through the air, reappeared in the sky above the Netherworld Saint Clan, and landed on the back of the little skeleton.
Su Yu pointed his finger, and the little skeleton flew away like the wind, bringing Su Yu near the puppet saint clan.
Looking from a distance, there are corpses lying around the puppet saints that have not yet been taken away. The ground is in a mess. Rotting corpses and monsters looking for food surround the uninhabited surroundings, giving people an unusual sense of wilderness.
It’s hard to imagine that not long ago, this place was still home to the puppet saint clan.
The territory of the Puppet Saint Clan is an exposed puppet head, with its body buried deep underground.
At this time, there are many heavily armed puppet tribesmen patrolling the periphery of the Puppet Saint Clan, guarding the surroundings. It is almost impossible to break into the Puppet Saint Clan quietly.
It's even difficult to get close to it without triggering their alertness.
More importantly, the Puppet Saint Clan is proficient in mechanism forging. This giant puppet has been the residence of the Puppet Saint Clan for countless years, and its defense is not just a matter of a few clan members.
I'm afraid the entrance is densely covered with traps, making it difficult to forcefully break in.
"Master, it's not easy to get in. That puppet is not easy." The little skeleton followed the Qing Emperor in the north and south. He had a lot of experience and could tell at a glance that the puppet was extraordinary.
Su Yu's eyes were calm and he raised his palm: "It's not difficult!"
In his palm, an hourglass slowly emerged.
The realm of time was released silently from his palm, permeating the surrounding area.
The puppet human race patrolling outside was frozen in time without any warning. Taking this opportunity, Su Yu came to the entrance of the puppet saint race.
However, he did not rush in. If his expectations were correct, there would be an extremely dangerous mechanism waiting for him inside.
He spotted one of the leader clan members, slapped his hand on his shoulder, and used the soul replacement method that Linghu Yang had practiced to exchange his soul with that person's soul.
The little skeleton saw it and couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, this secret soul technique is fun."
Su Yu, no, it was "Su Yu" who had entered that tribesman's body. He turned around and looked at his body and the tribesman's soul that had entered his body: "Watch him!"
The little skeleton chuckled, and slapped Su Yu's body to the ground, then covered his head and pinned him to the ground. The poor human race hadn't figured out what was going on, so he was stunned by the slap.
Fainted.
Su Yu's forehead was throbbing with veins, and the little skeleton laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, my hands are slippery, I hit it too hard."
What a heavy-handed attack, he was clearly taking the opportunity to retaliate against Su Yu for his mistreatment in the Heavenly Prison!
"I'll settle the score with you later!" Su Yu glared at him. When the little skeleton carried Su Yu's body away, he raised his hand and the time in the sky disappeared.
The patrolling tribesmen did not notice anything unusual and continued patrolling.
Su Yu walked towards the entrance and said, "I'll go in and report."
"Master Fujun, didn't you report just now?" a patrolman asked in surprise.
Su Yu glanced at him sideways: "Can't you report it again?"
The latter shrank his neck, and although he felt strange, he didn't ask any more questions.
Su Yu came to the entrance. He mastered part of the patrol leader's memory, skillfully took out the golden token from his chest, and touched it on the mouth of the entrance puppet.
Creak——
The giant door opened a crack that only one person could pass through. After Su Yu entered, he discovered that his mouth was densely covered with beads.
The power of those beads is extremely powerful, second only to the golden beads that were snatched from the hands of the little skeleton.
If one of them explodes, it will be enough to destroy a powerful saint. If they all explode, no one will be spared.
Su Yu secretly thought that indeed, there must be a mechanism hidden in the puppet. If he forced his way in, he would die without knowing how. (Twelve o'clock, update the next chapter)