257 Powerful Magical Beast

"What in the name of heavens just happened?! Am I imagining things or did he just decapitate the special training puppet that even Spirit Warriors cannot destroy?!"

One of the disciples there mumbled in a dazed voice as he stared at the silver head that had rolled a few meters away after being detached from its body.

Meanwhile, the training puppet that Yuan had decapitated continued to function, turning colors.

Light green, dark green, light yellow, dark yellow, light red, dark red… black!

To everybody's surprise, the special training puppet had suddenly turned black— a color they didn't know existed, much less seen before!

Yuan looked at the broken sword in his grasp with a dazed expression on his face. He didn't expect the sword to break so easily; it felt like he'd smashed a rock with an egg. However, to his surprise, he'd still managed to decapitate the training puppet.