"If everyone is ready, then let's go in," Chenyang said, looking up and down at the cyan stone gate in front of him.

"I can still handle those puppets, but if those Spirit Talismans appear again, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Li to put in some extra effort," Sun Tu said with a smile to Han Li.

"City Lord Sun, rest assured, Li will spare no effort," Han Li replied.

Sun Tu nodded, then gave Fang Chan a look.

Without a word, Fang Chan took the lead, pushed open the temple door, and rushed inside. The others followed closely behind, also entering.

Once everyone had entered, Sun Tu waved his sleeve, and a powerful force surged past, closing the temple door again.

Han Li frowned slightly, glanced at the temple door, then turned and scanned the inside of the temple.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

The huge braziers hanging on the walls and the dome above the hall were simultaneously lit with flames, illuminating the entire chamber.

In the center of the hall, the ground was lower, and a peculiar bronze ancient tree stood there. The main trunk branched out into seventeen or eighteen forks, which were covered with star patterns.

What was strange was that almost every branch of the bronze ancient tree had a statue hanging on it, completely covered in bronze armor. At first glance, they looked like seventeen or eighteen corpses hanging, which was very eerie.

Han Li frowned and looked up along the branches of the bronze ancient tree. At the top of the tree, a white beam of light shone, and inside the beam was a blood-red glow, containing another blood-colored key.

Shi Chuan'kong couldn't help but look at Han Li when he saw this.

Han Li exchanged a glance with him, then secretly shook his head, signaling him not to speak.

But at that moment, the blood-colored key on the bronze ancient tree suddenly flashed, emitting a great burst of blood light.

Han Li felt a burning sensation in his chest, and he couldn't help but frown and groan in surprise.

Chenyang, seeing this, had a flash of doubt in his eyes and asked with a frown, "Fellow Daoist Li, what's wrong?"

The others heard the sound and also looked over.

"I suffered some hidden injuries on the road before. It was suddenly affected at this moment, so my heart feels a little sharp pain. It's nothing..." Han Li waved his hand calmly and explained casually.

Fortunately, the burning sensation only lasted for a moment before it dissipated. The key hidden in his arms didn't emit any strange light, so it didn't attract more attention from others.

"It's still safe for now. Fellow Daoist Li, do you want to sit down and adjust your breathing? If you ignore your injuries, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome later," Chenyang said with a frown.

"That's fine," Han Li nodded and really came to a corner of the hall and sat down cross-legged.

Shi Chuan'kong hesitated slightly when he saw this, and also sat down cross-legged, starting to adjust his injuries.

Chenyang's eyes changed slightly when he saw this, and he turned to look at the blood-colored key at the top of the bronze tree, his expression solemn.

"Haha... Fellow Daoist Chen, it seems that the key you mentioned earlier is right here. We can be considered to have turned misfortune into a blessing, being sent here by the puppet tide," Sun Tu said with a hearty laugh.

"Fellow Daoist Sun is right. We can be considered to have gone through hardships and finally received rewards," Chenyang said with a smile.

"Then... this key..." Sun Tu said here, suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Chenyang.

"As far as I know, there is more than one blood-colored key. No matter who it is, it is meaningless to take just one. If we encounter others who also have this key in the future, it is best to cooperate with them and seek benefits together," Chenyang said with an unchanged expression, smiling.

Han Li pretended to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, listening to the exchange of words between the two. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Not to mention that Chenyang and Sun Tu hadn't mentioned the blood-colored key to the two of them before. Now, Sun Tu even vaguely wanted to rely on his and Fang Chan's cultivation to first take the blood-colored key for himself, but after Chenyang's words, he had to think carefully.

"Two City Lords, I think this bronze tree is so strange, and the 'hanging ghosts' on it are mostly puppets. I'm afraid it won't be easy to get that key," Xuan Yuanxing suddenly said.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Yuan is right. Let's work together to take down this blood-colored key first," Sun Tu said, following the trend.

"Time is of the essence, let's do it now," Chenyang nodded and said.

With that, he took the lead and flew up, jumping towards the bronze tree.

Sun Tu frowned and gave Fang Chan a look. The latter immediately moved and chased after him.

The two figures landed on the lowest branch of the bronze strange tree one after the other.

As soon as he landed, Chenyang noticed something was wrong. A powerful attraction suddenly emerged from under his feet, firmly attaching his body to the branch. He tried to lift his leg to move, but he couldn't succeed.

Fang Chan on the other side was in a similar situation, his body was firmly imprisoned by the bronze strange tree.

At this moment, clusters of star patterns on the bronze tree lit up one after another, turning into wisps of white light, spreading out along the tree.

Han Li was attracted by the movement here, opened his eyes and looked over, and saw the "hanging ghosts" hanging on the bronze strange tree begin to sway back and forth in the air.

After a while, like ripe fruits, they fell from the branches one by one.

The moment they landed, the eyes of the seventeen or eighteen puppets lit up with red light at the same time. They drew a standardized war knife from behind their waists. Although there were no star apertures, they were all engraved with star patterns. The blades were shining as new, covered with a layer of white starlight.

They dispersed, except for two of them who jumped back onto the lowest branches of the strange tree, the remaining dozen or so all rushed towards Han Li and the others with their knives.

Han Li sighed when he saw this and stood up from the ground again.

The crowd then fought with the puppets.

Two puppets rushed up with their knives. Their speed was not slow at all. The long knives in their hands slashed horizontally and vertically, turning into two snow-bright arcs, attacking from the left and right.

Han Li took off the white scimitar from his waist. The starlight of the Star Moon Boots flashed under his feet, and his speed was even faster. He instantly passed under the puppet's knife that was slashing horizontally, and at the same time, slashed towards its legs.

There was a sharp "clang" sound!

A large string of dazzling white sparks splashed from the puppet's body. The seemingly bronze armor, but he did not know what the real material was, left a conspicuous white mark under Han Li's scimitar, but it was not damaged in the slightest.

"What powerful armor!" Han Li was slightly surprised in his heart.

He turned his body, stomped hard on the ground, secretly activated the Great Strength Vajra Technique, the mysterious apertures on his arms lit up brightly, and he clenched the scimitar, slashing heavily towards the puppet that was chasing after him.

The star apertures on the white scimitar also lit up, and the blade seemed to be coated with a layer of starlight film, making the cold light even brighter.

Seeing this, the puppet had already gathered the knife over his head, blocking Han Li's scimitar.

There was a crisp "crack" sound!

The long knife in the puppet's hand broke in response. The white scimitar slashed down, landing on the puppet's left shoulder.

Unfortunately, cutting off the long knife had already consumed most of the scimitar's starlight power. When it really landed on the puppet's shoulder, it only cut through an inch of the armor, unable to harm the puppet's foundation.

Han Li frowned slightly, and suddenly pulled the blade, wanting to pull the white scimitar back.

As a result, he found that the armor on the puppet actually produced an extremely powerful suction, making his blade stuck on it, unable to pull it out smoothly.

At the same time, another puppet had also flashed over, slashing horizontally again, slashing towards Han Li's abdomen.

Helpless, Han Li had to abandon the knife and retreat, avoiding it.

On the bronze strange tree on the other side, Chenyang and Fang Chan were both unable to move, and could only stand in place and fight the puppets that attacked them. At first, they could still handle it with ease, but when two more puppets jumped over, they were a little unable to resist.

Especially Fang Chan, who had been attacked by two puppets on the left and right, and had been cut more than a dozen times, covered in blood.

However, there seemed to be no pain on his face, and a more and more intense fighting spirit flowed in his eyes.

"Aww..."

Seeing a puppet stabbing towards Fang Chan's heart with a long knife in his hand, the pig-faced boy finally burst out, making a sharp roar like a beast.

Along with this scream, strands of semi-transparent sound waves visible to the naked eye directly crushed the void in front of the boy and rushed towards the puppet.

The long knife in the puppet's hand pierced into the sound waves, and immediately seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, blocked by a powerful force, unable to pierce it immediately, and the speed became extremely slow.

At the same time, the branches under his feet also vibrated violently, and his and Chenyang's bodies actually regained their freedom.

Fang Chan took a step, passed through the aftermath of the sound waves he shouted out with one hand, grabbed the puppet's neck, let out a roar, and pinched down heavily.

There was a "bang" sound.

The puppet's neck immediately burst open, and the head fell to the ground, rolling to the side.

Chenyang also took advantage of the recovery of his freedom, turned his body, and shot a delicate and slender white bone cone from his hand, drilling into the gap of the puppet's armor.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of noise, and the entire puppet exploded from the inside.

After that, the Xuan City group got more and more results, and after about an hour, they finally defeated all the puppets.

Among them, except for Fang Chan who suffered more than a dozen minor injuries, only Xuan Yuanxing's abdomen was pierced by a puppet with a war knife. The rest of the people suffered almost no damage.

After Sun Tu simply treated Fang Chan's wound, he stood up and said to Chenyang, "Who will take this key? Who will keep it?"