บท 180: One hundred and seventy-four, Soul Fusion

Sangmo didn't speak; the man continued to manipulate his Ironclad.

Watching him control the Ironclad with such ease, Sangmo thought to himself, Could it be that this is his true puppet?

As he was pondering, a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed his arm, pulling Sangmo from the man's embrace.

Looking up in confusion, Sangmo saw Shen Yanqing, his upper body emerging from the Teleportation Array, his phoenix eyes nearly spitting fire.

With one hand, he gripped Sangmo, and with the other, he thrust his longsword fiercely towards the man.

The blade struck the man's chest, emitting a muffled thud.

The fierce sword wind caused the man's clothes to burst open, revealing a chest with turning gears inside.

Sangmo was shocked; the man before him was also a puppet!

Panic flickered across the man's face as he swiftly reached out to snatch back Sangmo.

Shen Yanqing was the first to pull Sangmo behind him before swinging his sword at the man once more.