Although still exceedingly ugly, those three eyes had lost their former agility, appearing dull and lifeless, like those of a dead person.
Zhao Sheng had just exited seclusion when the ground ahead suddenly cracked open, and the Tiger Head Spirit Puppet emerged straight from below the surface.
The Spirit Puppet, slightly stiff, bowed respectfully, saying in a muffled voice: "Meng Han, greets the Ancestor!"
"No need for formalities, rise!" Zhao Sheng seemed unsurprised, speaking with a calm expression.
The Tiger Head Spirit Puppet straightened up and stood there quietly, awaiting the Ancestor's orders.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but show a hint of regret in his eyes, then suddenly said, "I'm leaving!"
"Where is the Ancestor going?" The Spirit Puppet surprisingly did not express a wish for him to stay.
From this, one could see that after Zhao Menghan became a Spirit Puppet, most of their humanity was lost, a cost that was undeniably great!
"The Tianzhu Realm!"
