C572 The Storm Is Coming

The rain is coming.

The Artifact Spirit let out a shrill cry. It was as shrill as a child's, and when Guu Feng heard it, his gaze did not soften in the slightest.

Guu Feng boasted of his compassion, but he would never let it overflow. This was especially true at this moment. Only by making the Artifact Spirit submit to him completely would he have the confidence to win the battle tomorrow night