So much so that...
By now, Cheng Buzheng had nearly forgotten that there was still a Soul Puppet left outside.
Elsewhere!
After Cheng Changyuan, standing before the altar table, bowed to the Puppet upon it, he did not hesitate to flick a finger...
A streak of radiance shot from his fingertip!
The flowing light flashed past!
That brilliant radiance sank into the palm-sized Puppet atop the altar table.
The next moment!
Complex patterns emerged all over the lifelike Puppet's body.
At the same time...
Secret Realm, Ping'an City!
Within the Quiet Room of a small courtyard deep in the city, the figure seated cross-legged upon a Cloud Bed slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of crystal light gleamed within them!
As dazzling as lightning splitting an empty room.
At that moment, Cheng Buzheng reviewed his past memories and murmured inwardly:
"Which Soul Puppet just stirred my mind?"
Clearly.
Cheng Buzheng had quite a number of Soul Puppets stationed outside.
For a moment.
He had failed to react.
Yet a cultivator's divine sense possessed terrifying computational power.
Not to mention a Spirit Transformation cultivator, a giant of the Cultivation World.
In but an instant, Cheng Buzheng finally recalled which Soul Puppet had sent that frequency just now.
That was right.
It was the only Soul Puppet he had left behind for the Hidden Immortal Island lineage all those years ago.
Once he identified the frequency sent by that Soul Puppet, Cheng Buzheng grew somewhat curious.
After all, in all these years, ever since Liu Er had passed away...
The Hidden Immortal Island lineage had never troubled him again.
The only time they had contacted him was when a junior who had inherited the position of clan head broke through to the Golden Core Realm.
Other than that...
They had never