"Crack, crack."
The sound of bone healing echoed through the forest.
Lin Yuan's golden slit pupils suddenly shrank into a vertical line, unable to hide his surprise: "What is this?"
As an icy chill enveloped Xiang Feichen's entire body from within his skull.
The weeping wraith who had been covering her face now engulfed his entire form, and at the same time, visible cracks appeared in the yellowish skull.
With the appearance of the cracks, Xiang Feichen's face showed signs of pain: "This Spiritual Artifact can only be unleashed one last time."
Then his gaze fixed intently on Lin Yuan: "Let's see if your strength can truly break through the Lingyuan combat power!"
Whizz!
Lin Yuan's figure instantly transformed into a stream of light, rushing forward.
The power of the Spiritual Artifact was extraordinary; it had to be destroyed before its True Spirit's complete circuit was completed.
Boom!
Xiang Feichen had anticipated this.
