"Nice archery skills, not bad at all!" the man chuckled softly, abruptly waving his sword to release another bolt of lightning. The impact was immensely fierce, forcing even Ye Chen to retreat several zhang.
"You're courting death," Ye Chen cursed furiously, raising his sword once more to strike back. Two arrows shattered a pair of lightning bolts, but he no longer dared engage the Demonic Puppet in close combat. Tough though his physical body was, it couldn't endlessly withstand a barrage of divine lightning—especially not from a Pseudo-immortal.
He spun around and bolted, not daring to linger.
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