After the Feather Wind castle evolved, soul attacks were more powerful. Back at the Demon-slaying City, the Asmodian Lord already could not stand the Feather Wind attacks. This time, the soul attack was even more horrifying. How could he stand it?
"Very good. Lu Li, you have successfully enraged me!"
The Asmodian Lord bellowed. The wood carving in his hand glowed. The blood-red shield glowed brightly. The Asmodian Lord managed to stand the soul attack of the Feather Wind. He shouted, "Lu Li, I will show you the real power of the Originator Artifact!"
The Asmodian Lord threw the wood carving at Lu Li. The wood carving expanded in size and turned into a huge statue.
The statue glowed in red. Then, it began to move and turned into a killer.
"Puppetry?"
Lu Li frowned. The Wicked Bead in his hand glowed. He was ready to go in at any time. He sensed danger from the puppet that the wood carving had turned into.
"Swish ~"
The wood carving waved its hand. A blade of wind came into being and tore apart many rooms in the castle. The blade of wind was fast. In the blink of an eye, it had reached Lu Li.
"Hmm!"
The Wicked Bead in Lu Li's hand enlarged and shielded Lu Li from the blade of wind.
"Swish, swish ~"
The wood carving kept sending out blade of wind and it was getting closer. Lu Li decided not to go back into the Wicked Bead. Instead, he let out the patriarchs and Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves. He shouted, "Attack that wood carving puppet."
"Boom, boom, boom ~"
The more than a dozen Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves bombarded the wood carving puppet from the distance. All of them used Profound Meanings or Bloodline Skills.
But what shocked everyone was that the wooden sculpture wasn't damaged in the slightest after more than a dozen terrifying attacks landed on it.
The wood carving was glowing. It had fended off all the attacks and was not knocked back one bit.
"Okay, you can go back now."
Seeing that the more than a dozen Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves were going to attack again, Lu Li waved his hand and let them back into the Wicked Bead.
The wood carving was protected by divine energy. Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves' attacks could not harm the wood carving. Those Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves would only be committing suicide if they stayed.
"Now, the last move!"
Lu Li's eyes flickered as he stared at the wood carving puppet that was getting closer. If the last move did not work, he would have to hide in the Wicked Bead.
"Little White!"
When the wood carving broke through dozens of rooms and was only two miles away from Lu Li, Lu Li shouted.
The Wicked Bead glowed as Little White came out. Little White dashed to the left like a white comet and flew toward the wood carving.
The Wood Puppet had been hacking at the blades of wind, but they were all blocked by the Wicked Bead. Little White's appearance did not trigger any reaction from the Wood Puppet.
In the distance, the Great Demonic God sensed that something was wrong. His eyes flickered with a red light and runes appeared.
The wooden carving puppet turned around and suddenly waved its arms at Xiao Bai, shooting out wind blades.
At that moment, Little White flashed, and its speed suddenly increased explosively. It let out a few strange cries, and its body once again turned into an arc, dodging a few wind blades. Its small body burrowed under the wooden statue's arm.
Whitey's four claws grabbed onto the wooden carving puppet's arm, and its little mouth bit down on the arm.
Lu Li scanned with psychic power. He was nervous.
If Little White couldn't break this wooden sculpture puppet, then he would lose this battle.
"Crack, crack!"
What shocked Lu Li was — Little White bit the arm of the wooden sculpture, but it was as if it was biting an iron plate. The wooden sculpture glowed with divine energy. Little White could not break the defense of the wooden sculpture.
"Squeak, squeak ~"
Little White bellowed in rage. Then, its teeth glowed. Little White opened its mouth and bit at the wooden sculpture again.
"Crack ~"
This time, the wooden sculpture made a crisp sound. Lu Li was overjoyed when he used psychic power to check. A piece of the wooden sculpture's arm was bitten off by Little White. The glow on the wooden sculpture dimmed down, and Little White shrank back to its original size.
"How, how is this possible?"
The Asmodian Lord stared at Little White in astonishment. What kind of Xuan Beast was this?
How could it crack the wooden sculpture's defense?
This was the Originator Artifact of the Asmodian, and it was protected by divine energy.
"Come back!"
The Asmodian Lord had no time to be surprised. He used a skill to call back the wooden sculpture. If Little White took a few more bites, the Originator Artifact would be ruined.
"Whoosh ~"
The wooden sculpture dashed back in a blur. Little White wanted to go after it, but Lu Li shook his head and said, "Little White, come back. I will take care of the rest.
Asmodian Lord, what else do you have?
If not, this will be the end of you. "
It was impossible for the Asmodian Lord to leave the Feather Wind castle. The Originator Artifact had been damaged by Little White. Even if it could still be used, it would not be as powerful. If the Asmodian Lord had no other means, he would lose his life here today.
"Squeak, squeak ~"
Little White flew back and stood on Lu Li's shoulder. It held its head up high, looking very proud.
The Asmodian Lord grabbed the wooden sculpture without saying anything. He checked it carefully. Then, he sighed in relief. "Luckily, it is only partial damage. Otherwise, I, Yamamoto Qu, would be the sinner of the Asmodians."
"Good!"
The Asmodian Lord turned to Little White and nodded. "Lu Li, I admit that your little beast is good. The Originator Artifact has been around for hundreds of thousands of years, and this is the first time it has been damaged.
But if you think you can defeat me with this, you are too naïve.
As a matter of fact, the fact that you are here today means that you are doomed. Nobody can stop you, not even one hundred Semi-God Realm warriors. "
"What?"
Lu Li was taken aback. The Asmodian Lord was not one to talk big. Usually, when powerful warriors fought, they would not waste words. Today, the Asmodian Lord had emphasized this again and again, which meant that he had other means.
"Buzzing ~"
The Asmodian Lord held the wooden sculpture and poured Xuan Energy into it. The wooden sculpture was damaged. But as Xuan Energy poured in, it began to glow. A rune flew out from the wooden sculpture and came into being above the head of the wooden sculpture.
"Oh no!"
Lu Li had a bad feeling about this. At this moment, he had an inkling of what was going on. He yelled, "Asmodian Lord, how dare you?"
"Swish ~"
Lu Li waved his hands. Dragons of wind came into being and dashed toward the Asmodian Lord. At the same time, Lu Li shouted to Little White, "Little White, go and bite the Asmodian Lord or destroy the wooden sculpture."
"Whoosh!"
Little White dashed on in a blur. Little White was not afraid of the Feather Wind. It could come and go as it pleased. In the time for a few breaths, Little White could reach the Asmodian Lord.
"Ha, ha, ha!"
The dragons of Feather Wind dashed over and attacked the Asmodian Lord. The Asmodian Lord's soul was being attacked by hundreds of millions of golden needles. But he fought back the pain. He laughed wildly, "Ha, ha, ha, Lu Li, you have finally come to your senses.
But it is too late! "
The last rune in the wooden sculpture flew to the head of the wooden sculpture. Those runes formed a strange formation in midair.
As soon as the formation was formed, the surrounding space began to tremble. A surge of horrifying energy swept across. The Feather Wind castle was torn apart.
"Little White, come back!"
Lu Li yelled as he saw that the formation was expanding and the space was trembling more violently.
The Asmodian Lord was right. It was too late. The formation had taken shape. Lu Li was one step behind.
In midair, a beast of the void came out. Lu Li finally understood why the Asmodian Lord said that he was doomed.