Immortal Alliance City, Immortal Arts Heavenly Spirit Street!
Fudao Hall.
Cheng Buzheng watched True Lord Crimson Fire disappear from sight, the smile on his face gradually fading as an exceedingly solemn gravity surfaced in his eyes.
Could this be true?
Cheng Buzheng pondered inwardly.
After all.
He knew full well that, for the sake of that Innate Ink Lotus, nearly all the supreme powerhouses of both races had been mobilized.
And his Myriad Transformation Dao Body had also perished in that calamity.
Therefore, it was highly possible that the Forbidden Ancient City no longer had any supreme powerhouse standing guard.
Thus!
Though this earth-shaking matter held questionable points, it was not entirely impossible.
Of course.
From the depths of his heart, Cheng Buzheng was unwilling to believe it.
But in truth, sometimes reality was simply so unbelievable that one could not accept it.
If that is truly the case, I must make preparations in advance.
Cheng Buzheng murmured to himself.
Then, he shook his head and sighed.
"Forget it!"
"I should finish refining the Soul Puppet first. Once that is done, he will be able to leave Immortal Alliance City at any time!"
With that thought.
Cheng Buzheng waved a hand, and the open hall doors slowly closed by themselves.
At the same time.
The formation shrouding Fudao Hall was activated once more.
After finishing all this...
Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate, walking directly toward the door behind the counter that was covered in intricate patterns.
With a flick of his hand!
A streak of Spirit Light entered the door, and a corridor passage appeared.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng did not delay, immediately stepping into the passage.
Before long.
He arrived at a small hall in the rear palace, where three Artifact Refining Chambers came into view.
Without pause, Cheng