The deep voice of the Purple Bone Heavenly Venerate echoed in the palace.
He extended his slender fingers, where a strand of purple light bloomed at the fingertips, slowly infusing into the core of the puppet.
In an instant, the puppet's runes flickered more violently, the internal mechanical structure began to accelerate, but then came a sudden stutter. The Purple Bone Heavenly Venerate frowned slightly, murmuring to himself: "It seems the path of the Original Rules still needs adjustment."
He once again immersed himself in the improvements of the puppet, as if the entire world had faded away, leaving only him and this yet-unfinished masterpiece, oblivious to the shifting winds of the outside, with a sole focus on endowing this Mechanical Puppet with true life and power.
"This guy." Zhao Xing watched for a while, noticing how different the Purple Bone Heavenly Venerate's aura was compared to when he first saw him at the Dragon Court.
