C1077 Projection

The Ling Gui heard Qiu Yun's cold voice coming from behind. Even though it was a puppet that didn't have much intelligence, it still felt a chill down its spine.

After the all-out attack earlier, there was no energy left in its body that could be used. The combat strength it possessed wasn't even half of its usual strength.

If it were to strike Qiu Yun once more into the black sun