Puppet God King

The moment they heard the voice from the Ancestral Shrine, all the Zhou Family's senior members were stunned.

"Puppet God King, it..."

One Grand Elder's throat went dry. He stared incredulously toward the Ancestral Shrine, his lips trembling as he tried to say something. In the end, he couldn't get the words out.

The other clan elders were also dumbfounded, staring at the Ancestral Shrine in shock.

It was as though everyone's minds had short-circuited. They couldn't understand how the Puppet God King, who hadn't spoken in over a thousand years, could suddenly speak today.

Moreover, the very first thing he did was invite someone who wasn't a member of the Zhou Family into the Ancestral Shrine.

The Zhou Family's senior members found this difficult to accept.

Puppet God King?

What was that?

Curiosity also stirred in Chen Changming's heart. He gazed toward the Ancestral Shrine, then looked at the three Grand Elders and smiled faintly. "Since I've been invited, are you still going to stop me?"

The three Grand Elders fell silent for several seconds, then shook their heads and stepped aside.

Chen Changming smiled, walked up to the Ancestral Shrine's entrance, and pushed open the door.

As soon as he entered the Ancestral Shrine, the door closed on its own.

The power of a formation activated instantly, preventing outsiders from peering inside.

"A puppet!"

When Chen Changming saw the puppet enshrined in the Ancestral Shrine, almost identical to the one he had with him, he was pleasantly surprised.

This was just as he had suspected.

The Zhou Family's puppet-making art really was connected to the Ancient Human Clan.

This puppet also possessed intelligence. Perhaps he could learn more from it.

Chen Changming slowly walked up to the puppet.

"Puppet God King?"

He asked hesitantly.

"Yes. That's what the