C1558 Green Smoke

"Could the Holy God have fled?"

"No way!"

Qin Ming shook his head, dismissing the notion.

Then, a thought struck him.

"Perhaps this is a Spirit Skill!"

"I didn't kill the Holy God; I killed his clone."

He came to this conclusion because, from start to finish, Qin Ming had sensed something ethereal about his adversary.

Initially, he had dismissed it as a trick of the mind. But now