Minghua Immortal City!
Dust World Pavilion, rear courtyard!
Murong Wanwan looked at the dust-covered door before her, let out a soft breath, and pushed it open.
With light lotus steps, she entered the Secret Chamber!
With a wave of her jade-like hand!
The door closed once more, and the thin layer of dust rustled as it fell.
The Secret Chamber was pitch-black.
Yet it did not affect Murong Wanwan in the slightest.
The moment Murong Wanwan's bright black eyes entered the empty Secret Chamber, they noticed several Cushions.
One cushion sat in the center at the head, while two more lay to either side below it. Other than that, there was no clutter of any kind!
At this moment!
Murong Wanwan's gaze fell upon the cushion at the head!
Of course, what caught her attention was not the ordinary cushion, but a Puppet resting atop it!
At the sight.
A trace of a smile flashed through Murong Wanwan's eyes. Her jade fingers curled as she flicked them lightly!
A streak of Spirit Light shot from her fingertips!
The Spirit Light merged into the palm-sized Puppet, whose features were lifelike.
In an instant!
The Puppet seemed to have been activated. Its entire body bloomed with a faint radiance, illuminating the pitch-black Secret Chamber until it was white as snow!
An invisible pressure erupted from the Puppet!
Spirit Light blazed brilliantly!
With a thought!
Amid the flashing Spirit Light, the Puppet's body rapidly expanded!
Cheng Buzheng's Soul Puppet incarnation had fully awakened.
At first, Cheng Buzheng had thought one of his juniors had encountered a problem on the path of cultivation and wished to seek his guidance.
After all, such things happened once or twice every few years.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng was not surprised. This had been one of the purposes