The remaining three Saint Emperors were so terrified that their faces turned pale, and they didn't even dare to make a sound.
"Go!"
Xin Banting, the old ancestor of the Xin family, decisively shouted to the three Saint Emperors.
Then, he used his true essence to forcibly tear open space, intending to escape with Xin Huanyan and the remaining three Saint Emperors.
However, the speed of the two Emperor-level puppets was unimaginably fast. Before Xin Banting could completely escape into space, he was caught up by an Emperor-level puppet, which directly tore off one of his arms.
Even though he was bleeding profusely, Xin Banting endured the pain and escaped into space.
The power of these two Emperor-level puppets far exceeded his imagination. He estimated that only his elder brother could deal with them. At this moment, his only option was to flee.
Mu Qingqing, who was present, was almost stunned. Were the two puppets of Twelve Luoyue this ferocious?
But before she could finish marveling, the two Emperor-level puppets suddenly turned their gaze towards her.
Mu Qingqing was startled and had a bad premonition.
"No way... Run!"
As expected, the two puppets charged at her with icy killing intent, their crimson eyes seeming to want to devour her.
Facing the two Emperor-level puppets, Mu Qingqing's current abilities were utterly incapable of escaping.
"What the hell? Do these puppets kill anyone they see? They didn't chase Xin Banting, so why are they chasing me?!"
Mu Qingqing complained in her heart.
In the blink of an eye, she was surrounded by the two Emperor-level puppets, their pale, bloody hands pouncing like venomous snakes.
Mu Qingqing immediately took out the Xuanyang Palace. The golden palace materialized, and she hid inside.
The two Emperor-level puppets then violently crashed against the exterior of the Xuanyang Palace.
Boom! Boom!
With the formidable power of an Emperor-level being, even the Xuanyang Palace, as a Saint artifact, could barely resist.
Mu Qingqing was shaken to the point where her blood and energy churned, and her head throbbed with pain. She said with great discomfort, "No way, this power is too unfair. What kind of game is this? The experience is terrible. If this continues, I'm going to throw up."
"Twelve Luoyue, don't just stand there watching. Make your puppets stop!"
Ever since the two Emperor-level puppets appeared, Twelve Luoyue had looked lost and distraught. Mu Qingqing quickly shouted at her.
Twelve Luoyue suddenly snapped back to reality and shouted at the two puppets, "02, 03, stop!"
As soon as she spoke, the bombardment outside the Xuanyang Palace instantly ceased. The two Emperor-level puppets finally stopped attacking.
Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
The two Emperor-level puppets then returned to Twelve Luoyue's side, standing there like wooden figures with vacant eyes.
After retrieving the Xuanyang Palace into her Spatial Ring, Mu Qingqing felt a sense of having narrowly escaped death.
She had finally witnessed the terror of an Emperor-level expert. Even possessing a Saint artifact didn't guarantee an ability to resist them.
However, thanks to Twelve Luoyue's Emperor-level puppets, she was able to avoid being captured by Xin Banting.
Mu Qingqing wiped the sweat from her forehead and inadvertently said, "Phew~ That was close! Your puppets are too powerful..."
Before she could finish, several cold needles shot towards her.
Startled, Mu Qingqing quickly used her Lingxu Step to dodge the needle attack.
"Are you crazy, Twelve Luoyue!"
Mu Qingqing couldn't help but get angry at Twelve Luoyue's sudden attack.
Twelve Luoyue's face was as cold as ice, her eyes flashing with red light, and her words were chillingly indifferent, "They are not puppets! They are my family! If you dare to call them puppets again, I will kill you!"
Family?!
Mu Qingqing seemed to have discovered something astonishing, her eyes widening in shock.
Could it be that these two puppets were refined from the physical bodies of Twelve Luoyue's parents?!
This was simply unbelievable!
Han Lao also transmitted his voice to explain, "Little girl, these two puppets were indeed refined from living people, and the identity of the puppets is very likely to be the sect master and his wife of the Puppet Sect back then!"
Receiving Han Lao's affirmative reply, Mu Qingqing realized that her words had been somewhat offensive. She quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. But may I be so presumptuous as to ask?"
"You want to ask why my family was refined into puppets, don't you?"
Before Mu Qingqing could ask, Twelve Luoyue replied indifferently.
Then, Twelve Luoyue sneered, "Heh heh... This is all thanks to your Four Great Families!"
"If it weren't for your Four Great Families joining forces to attack the Puppet Sect back then, my father, my mother, and my elder brother would not have voluntarily refined themselves into puppets before the Puppet Sect was annihilated, helping me escape the pursuit of the Four Great Families!"
As Twelve Luoyue spoke, her hatred intensified. Finally, she looked at Mu Qingqing and said, "People of the Four Great Families must die!"
Saying that, she conjured several more silver needles between her fingers.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Mu Qingqing's cheek. "Uh... Don't look at me like you want to kill someone. I'm not from the Four Great Families."
"Hmph, you still dare to quibble? Those scum from the Xin family just now said that you are from the Xin family!"
"Stop, stop, stop. Didn't you see how those people from the Xin family treated me just now? They wished I was dead. I haven't been part of the Xin family for a long time."
Hearing this, Twelve Luoyue finally retracted her silver needles.
However, her attitude towards Mu Qingqing remained as cold as ice, "Even so, you disrupted my plan just now, and that Miss Xin was saved!"
"For this reason alone, I will not let you off!"
Seeing the silver needles appear in her hand again, Mu Qingqing was quite speechless.
She really wanted to use chains to bind this girl and make her calm down.
But with the two Emperor-level puppets by Twelve Luoyue's side, Mu Qingqing dared not make a rash move.
Clunk!
Twelve Luoyue's arm suddenly fell to the ground.
Both Mu Qingqing and Twelve Luoyue were stunned by this situation.
After the previous battle and controlling multiple puppets, Twelve Luoyue's true essence had long been depleted.
Even the true essence to maintain this puppet body was almost gone.
Mu Qingqing also realized that her body was already at its limit.
Twelve Luoyue tried to pick up the arm from the ground, but her weakened body uncontrollably collapsed onto the ground.
"Let me help you."
Mu Qingqing walked over, picked up her arm, and went to Twelve Luoyue's side, intending to help her reattach it.
Twelve Luoyue still maintained a cold, unapproachable demeanor and said coldly, "Don't touch me!"
"Just stop talking. With your two Emperor-level puppets by your side, I won't do anything to you."
Mu Qingqing said as she reattached her arm.
With a click from the joint, Twelve Luoyue's arm was restored to normal.
Twelve Luoyue looked up at the young man in front of her. Seeing him staring at her body with a confused expression, she turned her head and said indifferently, "You must think I'm a monster, right?"