Having figured out the reason for the ambush, Qi Yun's eyes darted about.
The ring's material was extraordinary. It couldn't be damaged in the slightest even when burned by Nanming Demon Fire or ground by Abyssal Iron Sand. It was clearly no ordinary item.
'It must be something remarkable. Otherwise, given the Seven Kills Sect's nature, they wouldn't have gone to all this trouble to set an ambush for me!'
"However, to think you can take me down with just these mindless Dead Puppets controlled by a Secret Skill... isn't that a bit of a joke?"
Qi Yun calmly watched the attackers swarming him from all directions as he slowly formed a Spell with his right hand in front of his chest.
The next instant!
A massive amount of Abyssal Iron Sand, like a black flood bursting from a dam, roared out!
