A middle-aged man wearing a colorful robe emerged from the gourd, exuding remarkable nobility.
This was also the visage of the Heavenly Power that forged him.
Even though the middle-aged man was merely an Artifact Spirit, his cultivation was incredibly strong, a pinnacle Heavenly Emperor, far surpassing even the sheer power of the Martial Emperor.
Though he hadn't comprehended the will of the heavens, he possessed the Divine Artifacts to compensate, ranking among the strongest beneath the heavens.
"Who are you!"
The middle-aged man, witnessing Chu Yuan's relentless devouring of everything within the Heavenly Tomb, was utterly shocked, for he could never have imagined someone so insane.
The curse and malice swirling inside the Heavenly Tomb were something even the heavens preferred to avoid.
He dared not be careless.
"An Artifact Spirit of the Divine Artifacts, very well."
Chu Yuan ignored the man's exclamation.
