Chapter 668
“A supreme-grade Spiritual Artifact of the spatial type…”
The white-haired elder stood suspended in the air, feeling the lingering ripples of space as they gradually dissipated.
His expression was ugly, yet beneath it lay sheer astonishment.
That silver flying vessel had shattered his spatial hand—its power unmistakably belonged to the level of a supreme-grade Spiritual Artifact.
Even he, as Patriarch of the Gongshu Clan, had never possessed such a treasure.
The only supreme-grade Spiritual Artifact of their clan had long been taken away by their wandering ancestor, who was traveling among other great worlds. As Patriarch, he himself had never been qualified to wield it.
And in this relentless chase across spatial transference, he had finally confirmed one thing.
The thief behind the ghost-face mask was indeed no more than a cultivator of the Golden Core Realm.
From beginning to end, he had never once sensed a shred of Nascent Soul–level power from that man.