God Puppet

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"Too terrifying. Is this a Saint Realm Master?"

"We don't even need to make a move. Just the formless power is enough to make us unable to resist. Even I can't help but want to kneel down." The Underworld Emperor's face was flushed red, he muttered.

He was already a true Principles Master. However, as he stood outside the battlefield, he had the urge to kneel down towards the white-robed bald man, one could imagine how much pressure the Immortal Saints who were weaker than him had to endure.

It could be said that those who could still stand on the battlefield were already considered quite impressive.

"This lightning is still the same. He likes to use his power to oppress others," the young boy said coldly.

"After all, he is a Saint Realm Master. None of us are a match for him in a one-on-one fight. Let's use that move directly," the old woman said.

"Alright." The other three nodded.