Wang Baole’s mind was in chaos, and his mind was in turmoil. With his cultivation and experience, it was impossible for him to be so shocked so easily.
However, the scene before him had completely exceeded his expectations. It caused Wang Baole’s mind to be in a state of confusion.
The emperor spirit looked exactly like him.
The answer that it represented made Wang Baole’s breathing quicken after thinking for a moment.
There wasn’t enough time for him to think too much. He took a deep look at the face that was revealed after the mask that had turned into a piece of paper fell off. Wang Baole’s body was already retreating, he crashed into the large golden net behind him.
A loud, earth-shattering sound rang out. Wang Baole knocked open a hole in the large golden net. His body was like a bolt of lightning. He retreated in an instant and broke through the net.
