As the days passed and as Austin and his companions pushed forward up the divine mountain, they continued to encounter more of the puppets, always a hundred-strong in number each time.
Fortunately, Austin's array skills were powerful enough to trap all the puppets every time, so there was never any need to fight.
By this time, they had already encountered more than three hundred puppets in total.
It began to dawn on the group that this meant there were more than three hundred gods of chaos guarding the divine mountain.
A sense of trepidation began to take hold of the group.
Finally, they arrived at the top of the mountain.
They gazed up at a magnificent palace, towering higher and higher above them.
It seemed the palace pierced right through the skies.
Austin and his friends felt infinitesimally small in the face of such grandeur.
"From what I know, the fruits of supreme enlightenment are in this palace.
It is said that there is a terrifying creature guarding it.
But no one knows
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ink of health.
Austin could even see the old man's chest rising and falling, as if the body was still breathing.
Was the old man still alive?
Austin immediately launched his spiritual sense to examine the crystal coffin closer.
However, his spiritual sense was blocked by a strange law power around the coffin, rendering Austin unable to perceive it at all.
Austin was now utterly stumped whether the old man lying in the coffin was dead or alive.
The middle-aged man approached the coffin deferentially.
"Sir, what's going on?
Why does it seem like your master is still alive?"
Austin called out quizzically.
"My master has indeed died.
But his body is still alive.
I don't know how.
But my master's spiritual soul has been destroyed, leaving only a trace of his spiritual soul mark on this body,"
the middle-aged man explained.
"His body is still alive,
but his spiritual soul has been destroyed?
How is that even possible?"
Austin blurted out, completely confounded.