"Lin Chen, you need to use these ten assassins to hold the puppet, waiting for Fang Ming, but since these assassins are no match for the puppet, my puppet can suppress them with just a finger."
Lin Chen smiled and said, "Oh, really?"
As Lin Chen's idea entered, a Spirit Killer took out an Array Plate. Mystical runes densely engraved on it appeared, dancing in the air like flowers scattered by a lady, shimmering with colors and inherent mystery.
Lines appeared, contours intertwined, a light pillar emerged, reaching the sky. A massive formation was formed, with dragons soaring, exuding power. Their wings spread, blocking the heavens and the sun.
Lin Chen said, "This is my creation, the Dragon Slaying Formation. Let's see if your puppet can break it with a touch of its finger."
The young man in white looked like dark clouds. His eyes perceived the unusual arrangement. He said, "Well, let's try it."
