Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh...
Countless puppets suddenly leaped out from within the giant gate.
"Stop them." Mo Youu charged ahead, standing in front of the gate while shouting aloud.
Clang...
A sharp sword emitting a black glow instantly condensed.
It was indeed his Martial Soul, the Forget Sorrow Sword.
Mo Youu swung his sword, and the astonishing Sword Qi cut through effortlessly.
The puppets that rushed out didn't even have time to attack before being dismembered by the Sword Qi.
However, the giant gate was over a hundred feet high and several dozen feet wide, and Mo Youu alone with one sword couldn't possibly block all these torrents of puppets pouring out.
One, two, three... bypassed Mo Youu's sword, rushing out of the gate.
At this time, a group of Black Cloud Academy disciples, apparently anticipating this, immediately sealed off the area around the gate.
