If such a spirit body clone was as common as cabbage, the thirteen spatial rifts would have long been cleared.
After Zhu Zao explained, Zhou Hao naturally did not continue to argue about Zhu Zao being petty.
"Something's not right!"
Soon, Zhou Hao thought of a problem that was even more serious than Zhu Zao's stinginess.
That was, if Zhu Zao could give him this kind of killing weapon, then the foreign race experts could also give something like this to other foreign races.
It had to be known that this thing was equivalent to the full strength attack of a peak-level quasi Heaven Realm expert.
Even the current him would lose a layer of skin if he was hit head-on.
"Brother, can those foreign race experts also condense such a spirit body clone?"
