One could see neither head nor tail of the behemoth. The tiger’s body was concealed in countless clouds, and profound talismans and runes glittered on its form. Grand and imposing, the white tiger seemed like an imperial palace in the sky!

In the puppet’s surroundings, there were several palaces that ranged from a hundred meters to a thousand meters in size. Encircling and protecting the white tiger, they added an even deeper kind of divine prestige to the machine as the eve of dawn approached.

However… like hornets… swarms of rice-sized shadows filled the white tiger puppet’s surroundings!

With a mere glance, Li Zongyuan nearly went soft at the knees and said shakily, “My… god… W-What the hell is this?!”

Xu Yangyi’s gaze was like fire, and he gravely observed the incredibly massive white tiger puppet. He even saw shadows entering and leaving the machine like butterflies flitting through flowers.

Tens… hundreds… a thousand black dots! Just like little flying saucers that an alien mothership deployed in a scifi movie!

“Those are cultivators.” He licked his lips. “This… is some clan’s lair… Their chief base… and they are absolutely no minor clan.”

“This place… is Xichuan Province, Chengdu.”

“Chengdu…” Li Zongyuan’s gaze was somewhat blank as he looked at the white tiger in the sky. “T-This…”

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