In the midst of speaking, Hei Da raised both hands, and silver patterns surfaced on the body of the silver leopard puppet beneath him, shimmering with silver light, ready to unleash.

"This light barrier is extremely sturdy. Relying solely on our two puppets won't suffice," Zhuo Ge said calmly, having regained his composure. He raised his hand to stop Hei Da, speaking softly.

"Then what do we do?" Hei Da's eyes widened.

"Don't worry. Just because our puppets can't break this restriction doesn't mean others can't. Now I finally understand why the City Lord left the Golden Winged Owl puppet behind." Zhuo Ge turned and looked at the Golden Winged Owl puppet on the ground in the distance, a grin spreading across his face as he prepared to turn around.

Suddenly, a cold snort echoed in his ear, and a wisp of invisible divine sense pierced Zhuo Ge's head.

Zhuo Ge let out a muffled, anguished groan, instantly clutching his head with both hands.

At that moment, a beam of crystalline light shot out from the blood array like lightning, reaching Zhuo Ge in an instant.

Within the crystalline light, several crystalline chains could vaguely be seen, about to plunge into Zhuo Ge's head.

Just then, dozens of nearly transparent, slender crystalline threads emerged from Zhuo Ge's brow, entangling the incoming crystalline light and the crystalline chains within.

The crystalline chains seemed like fish caught in a net, halted in mid-air by the entanglement of the slender crystalline threads.

However, the chains were much thicker than the threads, struggling and writhing vigorously, continuing to push forward.

But that moment of pause was enough for Zhuo Ge to react. He leaped off the white wolf puppet and swiftly flew away, a sinister chuckle escaping his lips. "It seems you don't have much experience fighting the people of Puppet City. This level of divine soul attack has no effect on us."

Hei Da also immediately activated his puppet, following closely behind Zhuo Ge, heading towards the distance.

Within the blood array, Han Li made a hand seal, and a flash of crystalline light appeared on his brow.

The crystalline chains instantly brightened, breaking free from the crystalline threads and shooting back, not pursuing Zhuo Ge and Hei Da.

Han Li took a deep breath, fully channeling the blood array, continuing to attack the Xuan apertures in his body.

In that short time, he had opened another twenty or thirty Xuan apertures.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Ge flew to the Golden Winged Owl puppet, his fingers moving rapidly, as crystalline threads shot out from his hands, disappearing into the Golden Winged Owl puppet.

Hei Da stood in front of the Golden Winged Owl puppet, cautiously watching the blood array in the distance.

However, no further changes occurred there.

A layer of bright golden light immediately appeared on the surface of the Golden Winged Owl, although the black light still lingered, its spread having stopped.

Zhuo Ge chanted incantations, his hands constantly forming seals. The golden light on the Golden Winged Owl immediately churned and pulsed, enveloping the black light and launching a full-scale counterattack.

The black light began to dissipate, but at a slow pace.

A hint of impatience flashed in Zhuo Ge's eyes. He raised his hand and a black bone sword appeared, the very one that belonged to Sun Tu. He slashed it through the air.

The bone sword emitted a burst of black light, and the phantom of the raccoon monster reappeared, but its color was much fainter than before, and it seemed lazy and unwilling to move.

Zhuo Ge snorted softly, the palm of his hand holding the sword shimmering with white light, interspersed with a few crystalline threads.

Only then did the raccoon monster phantom stir, opening its mouth to suck in the black light on the Golden Winged Owl.

The black light quickly detached from the Golden Winged Owl puppet, turning into a hazy black beam of light, disappearing into the raccoon monster's mouth.

With the golden light on the surface of the Golden Winged Owl expelling the black light and the raccoon monster devouring it, the black light quickly detached from the puppet, completely disappearing in a few breaths.

The Golden Winged Owl puppet let out a joyful shriek, its wings spread, its massive body soaring into the air, transforming into a golden illusion, circling and flying within the hall at an astonishing speed, easily drawing out more than a dozen afterimages.

The golden shadow brought with it palpable, sharp gusts of wind, howling through the hall, easily carving traces into the ground and walls.

Wu Yun, Zhu Ziyuan, and others were affected by the gusts and hastily retreated to dodge, pausing their fight.

Zhu Ziyuan looked at the flying golden shadow, a hint of fear flashing across his face.

Zhu Ziqing also looked at the golden shadow in the air, but didn't focus on the Golden Winged Owl. Her pupils reflected Zhuo Ge's figure, and a complex light flickered in her eyes.

Although the golden illusion was extremely fast, it was faintly unstable, which was due to Zhuo Ge's inexperience in controlling this puppet for the first time, his technique still rough.

However, after flying around the hall twice, the Golden Winged Owl puppet quickly stabilized.

"The Golden Winged Owl, the fastest in Puppet City, is indeed extraordinary." Zhuo Ge felt a burning desire in his heart. Then, he looked at the blood-colored array, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes as his hands moved rapidly like wheels.

The Golden Winged Owl let out a sharp shriek, its wings flapped rapidly, and suddenly transformed into a golden afterimage, shooting towards the blood array like lightning.

As it approached the blood array, the Golden Winged Owl suddenly retracted its wings, its body appearing like a giant golden cone, the tip being the Golden Winged Owl's long, sharp beak.

The golden beak emitted an indestructible golden light, piercing towards the blood-colored light barrier with the force of penetrating everything.

Within the blood cocoon, Han Li frowned and waved his hand, forming a hand seal.

A flash of crystalline light appeared on his brow, and a crystalline sword shadow flew out, emitting a sharp aura, the very Sword of Divine Sense.

However, he was simultaneously using a Divine Sense Cage to restrain Chen Yang and the other, consuming a great deal of his divine sense power, so the power of the Sword of Divine Sense he unleashed was much weaker than before.

The Sword of Divine Sense shot out, but its target was not the Golden Winged Owl puppet, but Zhuo Ge.

With a flash of crystalline light, the sword shadow appeared in front of Zhuo Ge, flying towards his brow.

Zhuo Ge sensed the aura of the Sword of Divine Sense, and his expression changed drastically. He couldn't bother controlling the puppet and hastily leaped to the side to dodge.

But the Sword of Divine Sense suddenly changed direction, not slashing at Zhuo Ge, but at the crystalline threads emanating from his hands.

"Trying to feint? How laughable, do you think I wouldn't anticipate that?" Zhuo Ge's eyes widened as if realizing something, but a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his lips. As his fingers moved, the surface of the crystalline threads emanating from his fingertips shimmered, then turned into a mist.

The Sword of Divine Sense didn't stop, slashing through the misty crystalline light.

With a "chi la" sound, specks of crystalline light burst out in the void, and the misty crystalline light shattered and scattered.

The Sword of Divine Sense also dimmed, seemingly having consumed a lot of power. It didn't linger outside, flying back into the blood-colored light barrier.

"What!" Zhuo Ge was stunned, an expression of disbelief on his face.

The Golden Winged Owl lost control. The folded wings spread out with a flapping sound, and its flight direction suddenly veered, changing to soaring upwards.

As a result, the area of impact with the blood-colored light barrier changed from the beak to the abdomen.

With a loud "bang"!

The blood-colored light barrier suddenly caved inwards, then fluctuated, and the blood light flickered wildly.

The Golden Winged Owl puppet was bounced back by the light barrier, crashing towards the roof.

Zhuo Ge finally recovered at this moment, his hands moved like wheels again, and crystalline threads shot out, disappearing into the Golden Winged Owl like lightning.

Under the shimmering golden light on the surface of the Golden Winged Owl puppet, it was once again controlled by Zhuo Ge. Its wings flapped, barely stopping before hitting the roof.

Zhuo Ge let out a long breath and looked at the blood array. Then, as his fingers moved, the Golden Winged Owl puppet immediately changed direction and pounced towards the blood array again.

However, this time he didn't control the Golden Winged Owl to attack with its beak, but spread its wings at a distance, a burst of golden light emitted from them.

Chi chi chi!

Countless golden feathers shot out from the wings, emitting terrifying whistling sounds, striking the blood-colored light barrier.

Within the blood cocoon, Han Li's expression darkened.

He was currently inside the blood array, and had limited means to use. If Zhuo Ge was near the blood array, he could still deal with it, but since he was attacking from a distance, there was nothing he could do.

Helpless, he formed a hand seal with both hands.

The light on the blood-colored light barrier burst forth, and countless blood-colored patterns emerged, becoming slightly thicker again, and resisting the attack of the golden feathers.

A series of loud noises burst open, the blood-colored light barrier trembled violently, and rapidly became thin at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Hei Da, seeing this scene, also activated the Silver Leopard puppet, launching a long-range attack to assist Zhuo Ge.

The blood-colored light barrier became thinner and thinner, and finally, with a "poof" sound, it completely shattered and collapsed.

The golden feathers continued to shoot into the blood array, and with a sound of tearing cloth, the formation patterns within the blood array were easily cut and broken, destroying most of them in a destructive manner.

The remaining blood array trembled violently, and huge bulges emerged on it, then burst open.

"Bang" "Bang"...

With a series of deafening explosions, the remaining blood array completely disappeared, turning into a bloody mist, like a raging tide, sweeping and spreading in all directions.

Although Zhuo Ge and Hei Da were standing farther away, they were instantly affected by the blood-colored aura and pushed back along with their puppets.

In a moment of desperation, Zhuo Ge frantically moved his hands, urging the Golden Winged Owl puppet to stabilize its body.

Before he could completely stabilize the Golden Winged Owl, a figure shot out from the blood-colored aura, enveloped in dazzling white light, and struck down towards Zhuo Ge's head with a fist.

The fist overflowed with immense power, tearing through the void, leaving a clear white trace and emitting a thunderous explosion.

Zhuo Ge's expression changed drastically, unable to control the Golden Winged Owl, he slammed his feet on the puppet, swiftly shooting backwards.

At the same time, a thick white light suddenly lit up on each of his feet, shooting forward, further increasing his speed, narrowly avoiding the fist attack.

"Hmph!" The figure snorted coldly, also stepping on the back of the Golden Winged Owl puppet.

With a muffled "boom", the Golden Winged Owl puppet's huge body fell downwards like a meteorite, heavily hitting the ground.

The white figure, using the force, shot out, disappearing with a "swoosh" sound, and reappearing in front of Zhuo Ge in the next moment, moving at an incredible speed.

A look of panic flashed across Zhuo Ge's face. Without any apparent action, eight black lights shot out from his spine, appearing like eight curved, black legs, resembling spider legs.

Each of the eight spider legs was two or three zhang long, their ends black and sharp, shimmering with a faint light, giving people the chills.

Chi chi chi!

As soon as the eight spider legs appeared, they instantly pierced towards the white figure with the force of lightning.