Su Chen glanced at the Tower of Babel in his hand, and then moved his eyes to look at the broken void ahead.

Thousands of miles of emptiness.

There is no trace of King Gongyuan anymore.

"This shouldn't be the case. When the spirit dissipates, at least there will be traces left behind!"

Su Chen looked a little puzzled.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, a burst of applause came.

Not far away, a burst of feather-white light suddenly appeared. When it fell, an extremely handsome and delicate young man walked out of it.

"Congratulations, you successfully killed the distraction of a heavenly holy weapon spirit!"

Yan Fei walked slowly with a gentle smile on his face.

"Heavenly Sacred Artifact Spirit?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, and the guess in his heart came to a final answer.

"Sure enough, King Gongyuan's cultivation level can improve so quickly. I suspected that there was something wrong with his origin. Unexpectedly, this guy is actually the clone of a heavenly holy weapon spirit."

The Heavenly Sacred Artifact Spirit is much more powerful than the ordinary artifact spirits. Only the oldest holy instrument in the world can give birth to the Heavenly Saint Artifact Spirit.

"King Gongyuan is the clone of the Heavenly Saint Artifact Spirit, so what is his true form?"
Chapter completed!