As night fell, moonlight spread across the sea and shimmered through the rippling surface before fading into the depths. Seen from below, the sight was breathtaking, but Luo Chen only looked at it for a moment before lowering his gaze. A flicker of unease crossed his pale face. He had never expected that the place he had chosen to draw disaster into would turn out to be Soulbreaking Cliff, a forbidden land long feared throughout the Northern Sea cultivation world.

To escape pursuit earlier, he had paid the price of a drop of heart blood to awaken the puppet. Then, under Han Zhan's guidance, he used the principles of the Beaded Curtain Lock and Open Thatch Art to carefully sever a wisp of his divine soul from his sea of consciousness and merge it into the puppet. Once that was done, the puppet's aura had become virtually indistinguishable from his own. After that,...