C787 Taoist artifact psionic

"A mere Empyrean God dares to touch my true form? Who gave you the guts?" The tone of the Artifact Spirit's voice was one of contempt and seven of frivolity, like a brothel girl standing on the street, playing with the poor Elementary Scholar.

"On the orders of Creation God, I have come to retrieve your original body. How about it?" Ye Feng laughed and took a few steps back