Chapter 691: Meeting Titus Hauk Again

The Puppet moved like a storm given shape. One hand gripped a Longsword, the other a long saber. Its speed climbed to an inhuman peak. A flicker, a blur, and the entire Ancestral Hall filled with overlapping afterimages of Child Attendants. The Taoist priest's face drained of color. He tried to retreat, but it was already too late. He threw out everything he had. A Life-Substitute Puppet. A Protection Talisman. A Ritual Robe. One safeguard after another. None of it mattered. That saber tore through...