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"This is a Soul Puppet refined from a human." Lingyun lightly said as he stared at the eight Soul Puppets.

Within his deep pupils, golden light blossomed. It was like a small golden sun, brilliant and vivid as great symbols flowed within it.

After activating the Holy Spirit's Puppet, he finally realized that the Soul Puppet was not ordinary. On the plain, yet somewhat ancient, green-grey battle armor, mysterious earthworm like patterns could be seen.

Looking at the spirit tattoos, his eyes flickered with a hint of excitement. His body even trembled slightly from the excitement.

After a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze from the Soul Puppet and looked at the old man in green robes. His eyes revealed a trace of admiration as he sighed, "What a mysterious Spirit Pattern! "I never thought that he would still be able to refine a Soul Puppet this way. Amazing!"

Although Lingyun didn't say anything, Qin Feng and Ling'er knew that he must have sensed something. However, they didn't know anything about spirit inscriptions, so they didn't ask about it.

Ling'er looked at the elder in green robes with her beautiful eyes. She frowned slightly as her gaze turned serious. "This elder is not a true Martial Saint. I just do not know how far he has come."

The three steps of becoming a saint could be said to be a step beyond the heavens. Each step created an insurmountable chasm.

"I have already reached the third step and have established my Dao Foundation. At any time, I can attract the divine tribulation and break through to the Martial Saint realm!" Ling Yun slowly said, and then let out a light sigh.

"There seems to be something in his arms!" Qin Feng lightly poked Ling Yun and said softly.

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing these words, Ling Yun and Ling Er looked at each other, before turning their heads to look at the same time. Previously, they had only paid attention to the eight Soul Puppets and the old man in green clothes, and did not pay attention to anything else.

After what Qin Feng said, the two of them did indeed see something in the elder's arms. That thing was only the size of a fist and seemed to be a pearl.

The pearl was completely black, and looked nothing out of the ordinary. It was an existence that no one would even spare a second glance at, especially when it was thrown on the road.

However, Ling Yun and the others did not think so. Something that could be held in the hands of an expert who could step into the Martial Saint at any time, even at the moment of his death, was not something ordinary.

Furthermore, the three of them could see that even at the moment of his death, the old man was still looking at the black pearl. From beneath the white jade platform, Lingyun and the rest could see his furious glare, which contained a tinge of fear, unwillingness, and determination.

Only now did Ling Yun carefully look at this old man. He was shocked to see that on the right side of the old man's chest, near his heart, there was a black bloody hole. A faintly discernible black aura coiled around it, giving off an evil aura.

The bloody hole was very small, as if someone poked it with a finger. It looked insignificant, but Ling Yun could see that it was this finger hole that had destroyed the old man's life.

He was not clear as to who had acted, but he knew that it was definitely the demons. From that strand of black demonic energy, he was able to guess who it was.

When he saw it, Ling'er and Qin Feng naturally saw it as well.

"What cultivation base does he have to be able to destroy the life force of a third step Quasi-Saint?!" Qin Feng swallowed his saliva as he spoke with difficulty.

The third step was to form a Tao Foundation as a Quasi-Saint. There was probably not a single person in the entire Soaring Cloud Empire.

Yet such a powerful person had his life force destroyed with a single finger. From the looks of it, this old man didn't seem like he was going through a great battle, but more like he was in closed-door training and was killed by someone.