Ripples appeared out of thin air, slowly spreading outwards.
Within the Star Sect, three elders led the disciples and immediately rushed to the entrance of the Star Palace.
"People from the Puppet Corpse Sect."
"Do they really intend to attack our Star Palace?"
"We'll fight them. I just don't believe they can defeat us."
The disciples of the Star Palace were seething with anger.
Elder Cheng Ying, Dong Xiangyun, and Qiu Xingjian's expressions were solemn. When they realized that the old ancestor of the Puppet Corpse Sect did not seem to have come, they felt a glimmer of relief.
"What do you Puppet Corpse Sect people want to do here, don't you know this is where our Star Palace resides?" Cheng Ying stared at the leading elder and said coldly.
"Elder Cheng, long time no see, your strength seems to have improved a bit," the black-clothed elder from the Puppet Corpse Sect said with a sardonic smile.
