Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Seeing their pathetic state, Zheng Hanyun couldn't help but chuckle, her tone slightly smug:

"As for how he obtained it, you'll have to ask Junior Brother Jiang. Maybe he reforged the Thunderclap Sword himself."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately snapped out of their daze and burst into laughter:

"Senior Brother Zheng, don't joke around. Putting aside the secret techniques and experience for refining True Spirit Treasures, there aren't even any corresponding refining furnaces in the lower realm, let alone materials and True Spirit Essence. Where are you going to refine them, Junior Brother Jiang?"

"Besides, Junior Brother Jiang has only been cultivating for four years. He probably hasn't even thought about refining a True Spirit Treasure himself, has he?"

Refining a True Spirit Treasure requires the inheritance of a weapon refiner, as well as a treasure furnace, high-level spiritual fire, and even the cooperation of multiple weapon refiners. It's not something you can just do on a whim; it's no joke.

Zheng Hanyun helplessly spread his hands: "See, you don't believe me even though I told you."

"Forget it, don't bother asking around. Just ask them yourselves after the fight is over."

He was too lazy to say more, since no one would believe him anyway.

After all, this is indeed a bit outrageous.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it if someone told him that a junior who had only seen a True Spirit Treasure twice had figured out how to refine a mid-grade True Spirit Treasure of excellent quality.

"However, even a mid-grade True Spirit Treasure would probably be difficult to harm those four puppets."

Junior Brother Jing said with a solemn expression, "The best way now is for Junior Brother Jiang to use his speed advantage to dodge the puppets' attacks, capture the leader first, and then the puppets will naturally collapse on their own."

Junior Brother Liang nodded in agreement: "This is the only way for us now. With Junior Brother Jiang's speed, as long as we are careful, we have a 60% chance of succeeding."

Upon hearing this, the Thousand Machines Pavilion disciple not far away couldn't help but sneer:

"You're overestimating yourselves by saying you're 60% confident you can capture Senior Brother Wang."

The three looked over at the sound, sized each other up, their eyes flashing with cold light, and then they all let out a synchronized sneer. Zheng Hanyun spoke first:

"What did you say?"

This kid is all alone, and he's only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. If he dares to say another word, they'll tie him up, beat him up, and sew his mouth shut.

The other person was startled by the cold glint in their eyes and instinctively took a step back, not daring to speak.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Since the Sword Sect is outnumbering him, he certainly won't invite trouble.

However, just wait and see. Once Senior Brother Wang captures Jiang Han, he will have plenty of opportunities to take revenge.

Just then, the sky above suddenly darkened. Looking up, one could see a blue phoenix spreading its wings in the sky. Its huge blue wings grew larger in the wind and soon covered the sky and sun, casting shadows that plunged the surroundings into darkness.

At the same time, the Xuan Turtle, carrying Wang Yanshi, crashed to the ground with a loud thud. The earth beneath them churned, and golden array patterns lit up on the turtle shell, mobilizing the power of the earth's veins to condense into a golden light shield, firmly protecting the man and the turtle.

The dark serpent roamed in the darkness, gradually turning into mist and dissipating, disappearing into who-knows-where.

Only the menacing yellow-eyed white tiger, with its back arched, slowly paced forward, its enormous eyes filled with terrifying ferocity as it stared intently at Jiang Han, radiating an oppressive aura that shook his very soul.

Jiang Han stared at the White Tiger Puppet's movements and suddenly made his move the instant its form flickered.

The sword rang out, and a bright, dazzling blue lightning bolt suddenly appeared in the dark world.

A bolt of lightning ripped through the darkness, leaving a long, narrow streak of light, and appeared in front of the white tiger in an instant, wielding a long sword and slashing downwards.

The Thunderclap Sword instantly unleashed a thousand-foot-long beam of light, tearing through the void and carrying a violent pressure as it slashed fiercely at the head of the white tiger that was charging forward!

The white tiger seemed startled by the sword strike, hastily stopping in its tracks. It twisted its body, swung its tail forward, and at the same time, the power of the earth's veins surged beneath its feet, condensing into a golden shield of light in front of it, blocking the sword light.

Rumble——!

The golden shield exploded, but it also blocked the power of the sword. Then the tiger's tail lashed out and collided with the thunder sword.

A deafening roar shook the heavens. The tiger's tail was violently thrown back, and the white tiger staggered back half a step. The ground beneath its feet sank downwards, cracking open in all directions with jagged fissures. The entire plain began to tremble and churn.

Having missed his first attack, Jiang Han's eyes flashed as he glanced at the Xuan Turtle hiding behind him.

The golden light just now was the earth vein power manipulated by the Xuan Turtle. Its defensive power was decent, and it could barely block the power of his sword.

And this white tiger, after all, is just a puppet. Just now, lightning struck its body, but it didn't cause much damage, which shows that its body has some kind of magical material that can resist lightning.

Wang Yanshi came prepared, and his target was him.

Continuing to fight the puppets is pointless and will only drain our strength. We need to deal with Wang Yanshi first to find a way to break the deadlock.

Just then, a warning signal appeared above his head. A claw as large as a small mountain swooped down, whistling as it reached for Jiang Han.

An endless wind pressure filled the surroundings, sealing off the space and leaving Jiang Han with no way to avoid it, forcing him to take the blow head-on.

At the same time, a sudden ominous sign arose behind him, a chilling sensation piercing his heart; it must be the serpent lurking in the darkness.

The Azure Phoenix and the Soaring Serpent, one in the light and one in the shadows, worked together seamlessly, each exuding immense power, putting considerable pressure on Jiang Han.

As expected of a puppet at the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it is indeed very expensive, but it is truly worth it. Just this aura alone is several levels stronger than that of ordinary puppets.

A white tiger blocked the way ahead, a blue phoenix sealed off the void above, and a flying serpent launched a sneak attack from behind.

If it were someone else, they would probably be forced into a corner with no way out, having no choice but to confront the Azure Phoenix head-on, while also being wary of a sudden attack from the White Tiger, and then being ambushed by the Teng Snake.

Jiang Han remained unfazed, staring intently at the Xuan Turtle. With a flap of his azure wings, he instantly broke free from the wind pressure and traversed the distance between them, appearing above the Xuan Turtle.

The moment he appeared, the longsword in his hand shone with an unprecedentedly deep black light. The purple sword instantly turned into a deathly black, as if erasing all the colors in the world, leaving only black.