It must be said that the motivations of those three individuals were quite understandable. The blood-red puppet they had refined did indeed possess immense power. It was true that Martial Arts Alliance Leader Jian Yunshan could not possibly withstand such force head-on; the slightest slip would result in him being smashed to pieces.
However, to Shen Han, such power seemed relatively superficial. How superficial? It was like a child summoning the courage to blow a colorful bubble, hoping that the bubble would shatter a towering mountain. Shen Han did not bother to exert any excessive strength. Very calmly, he threw a punch toward the blood-red puppet.
When Li Jincheng and the other two saw Shen Han’s movement, they were ecstatic for a brief moment. The blood-red puppet had condensed the most refined blood energy within the three of them, and this surging force filled the construct. It was, in itself, an object of extreme destructiveness! Who would dare to face such a thing head-on, let alone without using any specific cultivation technique or divine skill? Relying on this mere punch seemed utterly laughable to them.
Chapter 65