Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit became even more mysterious after devouring the Evil God.
Buzz...
At this moment, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit formed a seal with both hands, and a blurry shadow slowly rose, like smoke and clouds merging, taking on the figure of Wang Xuanqing.
"Who... who exactly are you?" Wang Xuanqing's Primordial Spirit Fragment trembled, full of fear.
At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance and defiance of the daytime; his eyes were filled only with terror.
"You... you know the God Capturing too!?"
Wang Xuanqing saw that Zhang Fan was unresponsive, and tremblingly asked.
During the day's Magical Combat, he was overwhelmed by Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit, caught between life and death, ultimately captured by the God Capturing Technique, his fragment seized with overwhelming power, far beyond his own.
"You and I are of the same path, where did you learn your God Capturing Technique from?" Wang Xuanqing trembled, attempting to curry favor.
