Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 420 - 417: The Secrets of Puppetry Technique

Chapter 420: Chapter 417: The Secrets of Puppetry Technique

At that time, Mr. Iron Hand dared not hold back any longer and was forced to reveal his final trump card.

"Sky Dance Frenzy Wheel!"

From the void of Mr. Iron Hand’s hands, accompanied by a massive surge, a sharp, unrivaled metal gear appeared. As soon as it appeared, it began to spin rapidly and generated a surge of surrounding airflow, creating a giant energy vortex that engulfed Zhao Xin.

"Still struggling!"

Feeling the strong waves emitted from the gear vortex, Zhao Xin stepped into the air, ascended to One Layer Heaven, and then channelled all his energy into his spear.

"Daluo Divine Spear Skill, Ten Directions Storm Piercer!"

The wind rose and the clouds swirled, Zhao Xin’s momentum reached its peak, and his spear suddenly pierced downward, breaking through the wind and clouds, and he, along with his spear, plunged into the gear vortex.

Boom!

The two attacks collided violently, and instantly, a terrifying aftermath erupted within the gear vortex. Just as the aftermath began to dissipate, a twisted figure suddenly fell, it was Zhao Xin, whose spear fiercely struck Mr. Iron Hand.

Pfft!

A mist of blood spewed from his mouth, and Mr. Iron Hand was immediately sent flying out of the Battle Platform.

Swoosh!

Zhao Xin’s figure landed like a gust of wind, his clothes torn, but he had not suffered serious injuries.

Buzz!

At the moment of Zhao Xin’s victory, the battle jade brightly lit up, and the first name suddenly appeared on the Golden List, Zhao Xin.

"Mr. Iron Hand actually lost."

Nangong Yao’s small face showed some surprise. Mr. Iron Hand, the third-ranked expert on the Master List, shouldn’t have possibly lost to a young man; this implied that Zhao Xin might be stronger than the Young Master of Divine Intent Sect, Lian Yunsheng, who was ranked fifth on the Master List.

"There’s no point in arguing about superior skills. It was a fair loss."

After watching this battle, Ye Xuan also saw it very clearly; Mr. Iron Hand didn’t lose unjustly as Zhao Xin’s strength might indeed be comparable to Demon Sword Jue Wuchen and Sword Sect’s Liu Qinghe. Mr. Iron Hand, being inferior to them, made his loss expected.

The outcome of the battle was quite unexpected and caused a huge stir at the venue.

"Divine Spear Venerable, I didn’t expect that while you secluded yourself from worldly affairs and focused all your energy on teaching your disciple, your disciple turned out to be somewhat formidable."

On the high platform, the Sect Leader of Divine Intent Sect, Divine Spear Venerable, and Wei Wujiu, the Sect Master of Snow Dragon Mountain, were sitting together. They were both very surprised that Zhao Xin had managed to defeat Mr. Iron Hand and shook their heads with a sigh.

"Hehe, my disciple, although a bit reckless, still possesses significant strength. Not even the third-ranked on the Master List could stop him. His goal is to be the champion of this conference and he is determined to achieve it," Divine Spear Venerable stroked his beard, a hint of self-satisfaction in his expression. Although he generally stayed out of worldly affairs, it did not mean he lacked competitiveness. Earning admiration from the leaders of two Fifth Grade Sects naturally boosted his pride.

"Is that so? Zhao Xin still has three more battles to fight. Talking about being first so soon seems a bit premature. This conference is filled with many strong competitors," Wei Wujiu said indifferently. He glanced involuntarily at Wei Qianxiang behind him, a trace of frustration flashing in his eyes. If it weren’t for Zhao Xin eliminating Wei Qianxiang earlier, he wouldn’t feel so disgraced.

Shortly after, the second battle also concluded, and another name appeared on the Golden List—Dugu Hao.

"The third battle, Ye Xuan versus Gui Qingluo!"

After Dugu Hao entered the Golden List, the third battle quickly followed. Ye Xuan’s opponent was none other than that masked Puppet Master.

"Brother Ye Xuan, be careful."

Nangong Yao only glanced at Gui Qingluo and felt a chill down her spine. Gui Qingluo gave her an extremely uncomfortable feeling, whether it was a woman’s intuition or a perception of the soul.

"I know."

Ye Xuan nodded and leaped onto the Battle Platform, appearing in front of Gui Qingluo.

His gaze fell on the two figures before him; one was naturally Gui Qingluo himself, and the other was his puppet.

"I didn’t expect to find someone in the Chaotic Sea Domain who has cultivated the Puppetry Technique to such a refined level," Ye Xuan observed Gui Qingluo and his puppet, then spoke with a light smile.

"There are probably many things you haven’t anticipated."

Gui Qingluo opened his mouth, his voice raspy and seemingly devoid of any emotion, as if it were coming from wood.

"That may not be the case. I know many things, perhaps much more than you imagine. In order to control your puppet so skillfully, even involving your mind and spirit, your actions and intentions unified as one, your mastery is indeed profound. However, you must have paid a significant price to reach this level," Ye Xuan continued in a calm tone, a sharp light flickering in his eyes. "Either this puppet is infused with most of your blood essence through some secret technique, or, the puppet was originally someone very close to you. You killed him and turned him into a puppet. Am I correct?"

Puppetry Technique, inherently an unorthodox path, flourished in the Ancient Era but later declined due to many shortcuts that were considered heretical. Because of its insidious nature, sometimes even bordering on insanity, it was shunned by many strong practitioners.

As Ye Xuan finished speaking, Gui Qingluo’s eyes abruptly fluctuated intensely, a storm-like formidable aura emanating from him, and a fierce killing intent flashed from the depths of his eyes.

"It seems I guessed right. The first possibility can be excluded, as your body doesn’t look depleted of blood essence. Then, it must be the second option. I wonder if this puppet is your father or your son."

Ye Xuan’s expression grew slightly solemn. He had only briefly understood the rumors about the Corpse Control Puppet Skill, but looking at the situation, it appeared that this vile method did indeed exist. His conjectures were probably not far from the truth.

"Those who know too much often die soon. The mouth is often the root of disasters."

Gui Qingluo did not directly respond to Ye Xuan but stared at him with a very cold gaze. Clearly, his intent to kill Ye Xuan was extremely intense. This man had exposed his biggest secret, and everyone who knew this secret was already dead. It had been a long time since he had heard these words. Unexpectedly, Ye Xuan, a stranger, had guessed so much out of thin air, instantly triggering his murderous intent.