"Master, don't hurt Young Master Chen..."
Xiang Jianren reacted the fastest, his face changing as he cried out in astonishment. He punched the talisman puppet in front of him, sending it flying back, then turned and charged toward the Blood Altar.
"Roar!"
"Roar..."
The four strongest combatants, currently engaged in fierce battle, were also alarmed. The two Eighth-Stage talisman puppets roared tremendously for the first time, abandoning their fight and running wildly toward the Blood Altar.
"Damn, that old Taoist got there first! It's one thing to seize the Complete Talisman Scripting Legacy, but we can't let him hurt Brother Chen Tang..."
"Also, we must keep a close watch on these two talisman puppets and somehow rescue Chen Tang!"
Nangong Aoyue and Shui Qingrou suddenly relaxed but didn't dare to delay, following closely behind the two talisman puppets and rushing toward the Blood Altar.