In the northern universe 170 million miles away from Hoth, a Space-time Vortex suddenly formed, and Genbu's divine corpse appeared out of thin air. Then, the Space-time Vortex disappeared, and the universe remained silent.
Duan Lingfeng looked behind him at the distant white Hoth that was only the size of a washbasin, and a proud smile appeared on his face. So what if there were so many powerhouses in the Fane of Destiny? The Divine Artifact had still been snatched away by me.
Unfortunately, this matter was crucial, and he could not make it public. Otherwise, with this battle, Duan Lingfeng would be famous worldwide.
Shang Yue, Lord Ironclad, Gu Yanzhi, and the other Supreme Saints gathered joyfully. They were highly excited.
To snatch the Divine Artifact and succeed, such an incredible feat was enough for them to be proud of for the rest of their lives.