Si Lingle didn’t break the restriction, she just opened a gap in it to allow her entry.
Si Lingle looked around; this was a cave dwelling.
The cave dwelling had just one room, very simple, with a stone table, a stone stool, and a stone bed.
Si Lingle walked up to the stone bed; there was a spatial array on top of the stone bed.
After more than ten minutes, she destroyed the spatial array, and Si Lingle entered the true cave dwelling.
In front of the cave dwelling stood a tall combat puppet, made of hard tal and mysterious runes, exuding a cold and powerful aura.
The combat puppet was refined with precious materials; the person who refined it must be an extrely skilled artifact refiner.
Si Lingle held the Qingchu Sword in hand, slowly moving forward.
Suddenly, the combat puppet ca to life, and its aura changed, its cultivation becoming the initial stage of soul ergence.
The combat puppet drew out a huge long knife from its side, the blade glinting coldly as it slashed fiercely towards Si Lingle with a whooshing sound.
This strike was heavy and forceful, as if it could cleave the air in two.
Si Lingle swiftly sidestepped to dodge, while the sword in her hand swiftly swung, tracing a sharp arc, attempting to fend off the puppet’s attack.
Sword and knife clashed, emitting a piercing sound of tal scraping against tal, with sparks flying.
Si Lingle felt a strong force traveling along the sword, her arm becoming slightly numb, but with her exquisite swordsmanship and agile movent technique, she stood firmly in place.
The combat puppet, seeing its first strike missed, imdiately adjusted its posture and launched another attack.
Its movents, though sowhat stiff, held imnse power in each attack, with the flashing knife lights dazzling the eyes.
Si Lingle maneuvered flexibly through the flashing knife lights, her eyes firmly locked onto the puppet’s movents, seeking an opportunity to counterattack.
She continuously wielded her sword, sword qi crisscrossing, nullifying the puppet’s attacks one by one.
After dodging the puppet’s multiple attacks, Si Lingle finally found an opportunity.
She seized the gap in the puppet’s assault; her body lunged forward, the sword in her hand like a nimble white snake, thrusting towards the puppet’s chest.
This sword strike was exceedingly fast, carrying an intense montum.
The puppet seed to sense the danger, attempting to block with its knife, but Si Lingle’s sword was faster.
The tip of the sword struck accurately on the puppet’s chest, emitting a crisp sound.
However, the puppet’s body was extrely tough, the sword only left a shallow mark on its chest.
The puppet, feeling the pain, roared angrily, swinging the knife in its hand more frantically.
Si Lingle quickly retreated, putting distance between her and the puppet.
With the release of sword qi, many sword images appeared in the air.
These sword images demonstrated different moves from the Tai Chi Swordsmanship; they swirled around the puppet like agile fish.
Then, all the sword images attacked the puppet, forming a dense sword net.
The puppet tried to wield its long knife to block the sword images’ assault, but there were too many sword images, making it hard for the puppet to defend effectively.
Many sword images struck the puppet, producing constant clanging sounds as the puppet was forced to retreat step by step.
Just as Si Lingle thought victory was in sight, the puppet suddenly changed.
The runes on its body shone brightly, and its power and speed increased instantaneously.
It swung the long knife, shattering the surrounding sword intent, then rushed towards Si Lingle.
Si Lingle did not expect the puppet to grow stronger suddenly and was caught sowhat off guard.
She attempted to dodge again, but the puppet was too fast, striking her shoulder with the knife.
Si Lingle let out a muffled grunt, her body being slashed backward.
She landed heavily on the ground, feeling a sharp pain in her shoulder.
Before she could rise, the puppet had already reached her again, raising the long knife to strike down.
Si Lingle hurriedly used her sword to block, the imnse force making her arms almost lose all feeling.
Clenching her teeth tightly, she struggled to withstand it, but she was gradually becoming overwheld.
Si Lingle quickly threw out a talisman, and a sixth-rank talisman exploded beside the puppet.
Si Lingle herself was also blasted away by the talisman.
In the midst of being blasted away, Si Lingle quickly scattered thorn seeds and spirit seeds, casting a wood elent technique, and this ti the thorn seeds grew rapidly.
The thorns, like a long whip, lashed towards the puppet.
The long whip traced an arc through the air, fiercely striking the puppet’s body.
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