C2386 A Familiar Face the Devil Dao

Mu Qingwu never expected Ye Hong to counter her with the same move.

Her eyes were icy as she channeled her energy into the puppets, seemingly resolute in her struggle to wrest control from Ye Hong.

However, Ye Hong simply shook his head and snapped his fingers.

A chorus of shattering sounds erupted from all around as the puppets crumbled into heaps of stone