So that was the so-called magic cannon.
He Chuan was slightly disappointed.
He had thought that it was something that relied on magic to drive in a magical world, where one could control power with a single incantation.
In the end, it was just a crystal launcher, and its function was similar to a pistol.
This wasn't interesting anymore.
As long as he had enough time, he could find materials that could bear the explosion of spiritual power, and he could still make it.
Boring!
He Chuan wasn't interested in being unable to fuse new things into his Tryanical True Cultivation Manual.
He turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
He wanted to test if the strength of the strange beasts here had grown.
Coincidentally, the beast tide was surging outside Freedom City.