"Unfortunately, I didn't have much time to refine Machi—all in all, just over a month. It's hard to unleash the true peak power of a corpse puppet forged by our Underworld. If I had been given three years, even with the Longyuan Sword in his hand, Chen Feiyu wouldn't have been able to easily harm Machi. What a pity, what a pity. Finding another body as suitable as Machi's for refinement in the future won't be so easy."
At this thought, Song Xuan felt a burning hatred in his heart.
Before long, he hurried to a suburban cathedral in Nanluo City. Without knocking, he walked straight in. Seeing a member of the clergy approaching, he blurted out, "When is your Pope arriving? I have urgent business with him."
Chapter 694