Chen Xiangwen's heart sank.

He took the bowl of water, glanced at it, and drank it.

The water is cold, just like Chen Xiangwen's heart.

"Okay, from now on, you are a member of our Wushen Cult." The Archbishop stood up and clapped his hands.

"Crack!"

Chen Xiangwen threw the bowl to the ground, making a loud noise.

The archbishop didn't care about Chen Xiangwen's attitude.

Anyway, after today, Chen Xiangwen can only be controlled by him.

"Next, I will make your strength greatly increase as I said before." The archbishop said, looking at the black bishop aside.

"The Immortal Clan has sent people and they should arrive soon." The black-clothed bishop replied.

"Okay, then let's wait." The archbishop nodded.

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"Immortal clan..."

Fang Yu, who was far away in Nandu, heard all the words through the mark in Chen Xiangwen's body.

No wonder the magic ability of the Witch God Cult has improved so much in a short period of time. It turns out that it is connected with the Immortal Clan.

"The people from the Immortal Clan will be here soon... let's go over now." Fang Yu thought to himself.

In fact, for Fang Yu, the best thing to do is not to show up for the time being and continue to observe the movements of the Wushen Cult and the Immortal Clan through the marks in Chen Xiangwen's body. Maybe he can get the location of the Immortal Clan's lair in one fell swoop.

But Fang Yu couldn't do this.
Chapter completed!