The Emperor gave too much, and the system, dissatisfied, has turned evil.

Chapter 80: The physical body may be destroyed, but the fighting spirit will live on forever!

[An immortal spirit-level soul puppet, its physical body may be destroyed, but its fighting spirit will endure forever; it will never die in a hundred battles, and will fear no one!]

[Special Note: Soul Puppets are a level above Battle Puppets!! Undead-level Soul Puppets are treasures that no Battle Puppets of any rank can compare to.]

[Ding! The skill has been upgraded to max level and the feature has been unlocked.]

[Notification: Your Soul Puppet Crafting skill has reached the maximum level.]

As soon as Li Congxin reached out his hand, he immediately heard a series of system notifications.

That attitude was like an adult forbidding their own child from accepting candy from a stranger, making Li Congxin feel a little embarrassed.

He thought to himself, "That's my sister, why are you getting so worked up?"

The system is defiant and always wants to get involved with everyone, something Li Congxin is already used to, but the system usually doesn't give any special warnings.

He couldn't help but wonder if it was because his beautiful older sister had just hugged and kissed him that the system was now very unhappy with her.

Faced with this system that never gives up, Li Congxin could only pretend to suddenly remember: "Oh right, puppet crafting, I think I've known that for a long time."

"like?"

Li Tianxin, Mo Xiangran, and Li Qingfeng all looked at him with suspicious eyes.

The skills you learn are either true or false; there's no such thing as pretending to know them.

Is he just making excuses because he doesn't want to learn?

“If you don’t want to learn, then don’t learn.” Li Tianxin immediately put the manual away and instead took Li Congxin’s hand, looking charming and alluring: “I’m about to go on a long trip. Come on, I’ll take you to explore the starry sea.”

She spoils and pampers him, and will never go against Li Congxin's wishes.

Her alluring body leaned against Li Congxin's shoulder, and she thoroughly enjoyed the feeling that her younger brother had grown up, become strong, and was reliable.

"I really think I can."

Li Congxin smiled leisurely.

With one hand held by Li Tianxin, he slowly extended his other hand towards the eight quasi-emperors.

The power of the laws coiled around his arms, and boundless power continuously converged upon the eight people.

"Uh uh uh~".

A hundred meters away, the eight quasi-emperors lying on the ground were as if they were being strangled, their mouths wide open but unable to utter a sound, their expressions extremely painful. *Buzz!*

The emperor's body was forcibly lifted by a great force, floating in the void like a hanged ghost, his legs kicking wildly.

"Uh...uh...uh..."

Their eyes were filled with fear.

My heart is filled with extreme unease.

With a single glare, the young emperor sent his eight companions flying. The power contained within his hand was comparable to the shackles of the Heavenly Dao. How could this be? How could this be? Such terrifying strength should only be possessed by emperors who had lived for over a million years.

Is this boy really Li Tianba's son?

impossible!

Could it be that his true identity is one of the few reclusive ancestors of the Li family who, in order to avoid the rules of heaven and earth, has now been reborn in a new physical body? In reality, he is Li Tianba's ancestor.

That must be it! "Ughhhhh~"

Li Congxin had lowered his hand, but the eight quasi-emperors were still locked in the void by the power shackles he had set up with his imperial might, unable to move an inch.

call out!

shhhhh!

Next, he pointed one finger at each of the imperial bodies lined up in the air.

Each finger mark possesses the power to shatter the ocean and the energy to split the eight directions.

boom! boom! boom!

bang bang bang...

Each snap of the fingers produced a deafening explosion.

Amidst the deafening explosions, the bodies of the eight quasi-emperors instantly disintegrated, as if they had been torn into eight pieces, falling to the ground in fragments.

This scene made Li Tianxin and the others shudder. Under Li Congxin's command, a group of quasi-emperors whose cultivation had reached its peak were as insignificant as a bunch of chickens and dogs.

They had absolutely no ability to resist.

However, he looked bewildered. Weren't they supposed to be forging a battle puppet? If the physical body was blown up, it meant all the materials were wasted. How could they possibly forge it now?

"Did you break it?"

Li Tianxin leaned back lightly, smiling nonchalantly, and said, "If you break it, so be it. I'll have Father capture some Quasi-Emperors on the battlefield later, so you can experiment with them slowly."

"It's just the beginning."

Li Congxin smiled slightly.

"Uh...uh...uh..."

The painful sounds of someone being choked still echoed, growing increasingly filled with fear and terror.

As the blood mist dissipated in the air, eight primordial spirits appeared in the void, still locked up, twisting and groaning in pain as they struggled.

"You want to create a soul puppet!"

Upon seeing this, Li Tianxin was greatly surprised.

It turns out that Li Congxin had only dismantled their physical bodies, but their souls remained completely intact.

Soul puppets are a more advanced, powerful, and perfect form of existence than battle puppets.

I never expected her brother to have such extraordinary abilities.

"His skills are so rudimentary, I don't even know if they're effective."

Li Congxin spoke with great humility, using the divine-level soul puppet crafting technique he had just learned. The ten pairs of pupils transformed into the Eyes of Truth, their light continuously condensing.

Double pupils are an invincible treasure, let alone ten pairs, so he directly used his eyes to refine a soul puppet.

The light in his eyes suddenly burst forth. Boom—!

From a hundred meters away, it looked like eight dazzling fireworks blooming.

On his eight primordial spirit bodies, numerous multicolored light spots were blasted out by the tempering power in his eyes, like starlight shooting wildly across the sky.

These starlight points are the essence of the lives, memories, and five senses of the eight quasi-emperors.

Fireworks are beautiful, but they vanish in an instant.

As those points of light dimmed and disappeared, the eight primordial spirits in the void became eight undead beings that possessed only the cultivation of a quasi-emperor but had no life or memories.

That 'uh uh' sound was never heard again.

At this moment, they were no longer human, but had become a secret treasure that would make any powerful person drool.

Li Qingfeng's lips twitched as he watched: "Kid, you call this a 'three-legged cat'? Then your second uncle's skills are only 'one-legged cat'!" His tone was firm: "No, half-legged cat!"

"My second uncle is the God of War of the Tianqing Continent, how could he be a cat? He must be a tiger."

While chatting and laughing, Li Congxin had already infused streams of mental energy into the undead.

Next, under the power of his eyes, he began to seize creation and create objects. Around the eight soul bodies, pieces of black armor gradually appeared.

Click, click, click...

Pieces moved toward the souls one by one, gradually embedding themselves together.

boom!

A fierce soul flame ignited atop the eight suits of armor.

Refining complete, activated!

"Snapped!"

Bang! Bang bang bang...

With a snap of his fingers, Li Congxin sent eight soul puppets, each radiating a powerful killing aura, crashing down before him like towers.

Arranged in a row.

The eight soul puppets wore fanged demon masks and terrifying black armor with hellish patterns. The armor was engulfed in even more eerie deep black soul flames. Inside the armor, there was no flesh, only a soul supporting it.

Expressionless, lifeless, only boundless killing intent.

Physical bodies may be destroyed, but the fighting spirit will endure forever! Eight immortal spirit-level soul puppets.

A person must keep their word.

When you're in this business, you have to keep your word.

Now, they have truly fulfilled their oath: to follow the new emperor, to serve him faithfully, and to fight for him with utmost loyalty and courage! "Are you ready?"

Li Tianxin was somewhat uncertain, because it takes at least several months to refine and fuse a battle puppet.

Li Congxin took less than half an incense stick's time.

"Well, all right."

Li Congxin nodded. From the beginning to the end, he was held by one hand by Li Tianxin, and the whole process was completed with just one hand.

"How powerful is this soul puppet?"

Li Qingfeng asked with curiosity, "How about I give it a try?"

"Sure!"

Li Congxin nodded immediately.

He also wanted to test it out; if it was strong enough, they could mass-produce it in the future, since his father had grand ambitions. But if it was too weak, then it would be useless.

"Come on, let all eight of them come at me at once!" Li Qingfeng was full of heroic spirit. Bang! He stomped his foot on the ground and shot straight into the sky, flying high into the air.

It wasn't that he was being arrogant, but before these eight quasi-emperors died, if he were to fight all eight of them at once, he was confident that he could forcibly kill them all.

Being in the same realm does not necessarily mean having the same combat strength.

You must know that every member of the Li family is a super genius, far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Li Qingfeng is the God of War of the Tianqing Continent, and his reputation is well-deserved.

Li Congxin laughed and said, "Let's take them one by one. If I feel I can't handle it, I'll add another one right away."

He randomly pointed to one of the soul puppets, then at Li Qingfeng in the air, and gave the order: "Fight!"

boom!

A terrifying soul flame, several meters high, suddenly erupted from the soul puppet's armor.

Standing firmly on the ground, he shook his arm and uttered a cold, emotionless shout: "One strike, cleaves the sky!" *Boom!*

A blade of light, like a sudden burst of intense light in the darkness, instantly tore space apart, continuously splitting heaven and earth in two, and surging forth into the sky.

Of the nine vengeful quasi-emperors who came from overseas, apart from the Water Emperor who was killed by Li Congxin with a single sleeve strike, the remaining eight were the Soul Ancestor, Blood Ancestor, Sword God, Blade Demon, Gold Emperor, Wood Emperor, Fire Emperor, and Earth Emperor. The Soul Puppet that made the move at this moment was the Blade Demon among the eight. Although he was already dead, his attack methods, techniques, combat skills, and supernatural powers were still preserved.

Everything has been transformed into a mechanized form.

His slash made Li Congxin's eyes narrow.

"So strong!"

Li Tianxin and Mo Xiangran both involuntarily moved to his side and behind him, because the killing intent released when the Soul Puppet drew its sword made them feel an unusually overbearing arrogance.

The murderous aura caused Li Congxin's hair to fly wildly in front of him.