Chương 158: Someone from the Mu Clan

In any case, the Illusionary Time was only a Heaven Stage spirit artifact. Even a Saint Stage expert would find it difficult to handle his illusions, let alone the Illusionary Time.

It was like putting a rocket thruster into a toy car. The outcome was already pretty good considering that it didn't collapse directly.

"Looks like I have to think of a way to upgrade this thing first."

Qin Jue lowered his head and pondered.

The problem was that as the inventor, Ma Huateng had the refining methods while Qin Jue did not. So how was he going to upgrade the device?

"Forget it, I'll try refining it the way I refined the gold-plated Gatling gun."

Finally, Qin Jue made a decision.

Whether he could succeed or not would depend on his luck.

Hu!

In the next moment, boundless spirit energy enveloped the Illusionary Time and slowly fused into it.