With those words, the descending palm strike of Sui Han, the Divine General, suddenly halted, and the enormous limb emanating a cold luster began to wriggle like mercury.
Faced with terror, Sui Han, the Divine General, roared, "What's going on?"
Before his words had settled, he saw all four limbs he had just summoned begin to tremble and then detach from his body, flying towards Xue An.
The pain of forcibly being dismembered sent Sui Han, the Divine General, shivering, and his towering figure, originally a thousand feet tall, began to shrink like a deflated ball.
In an instant, his stature returned to normal.
"What on earth did you do to me?" Sui Han, the Divine General, suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly.
At the same time, Xue An glanced at the puppet armors surrounding him and smiled faintly, "Don't yell so loud, I haven't done anything to you!"
"I just felt these puppet armors were too good to follow you, so I casually summoned them over!"
