Elder Li waved his hand, and an invisible ripple silently enveloped the second floor.
Only then did Elder Li turn to Qingyi, who stood before him covered in bloodstains, a wretched sight.
"What happened to you?"
"I was careless. Tricked by those two little brats."
Qingyi's face was grim.
"Those two kids... one has a ruined foundation and barely scraped his way onto the Immortal Path with some crooked tricks. The other hasn't even reached Great Success in his Qi and Blood. And Li Chang had already injured them both..."
"You..."
Elder Li looked skeptical. He didn't finish his sentence, but his disbelief was crystal clear.
"That brat has a Puppet Arm!"
"Even the lowest-grade version of that thing is a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact!"
"If it hit you by surprise, you wouldn't be able to block it either!"
Qingyi's expression was as dark as it could possibly be.
"A Puppet Arm..."
