Qi Lingxuan did not expect that after absorbing so many good things, the Artifact Spirit was still no match for the Kylins.
He covered his chest and fled for a long time. After confirming that it was safe, he leaned against the wall and looked at the burnt flesh on his chest. His face was twisted in pain.
He panted and asked the Artifact Spirit, "Why were we injured so badly by the Kylins?"
The Artifact Spirit actually took a long time to answer him. "I didn't expect that pair of Kylins to have grown up so much."
"You can't deal with mature Kylins?" Qi Lingxuan was a little unhappy and raised his voice. "Didn't you say that we are already invincible? Why can't we deal with those two Kylins?"
These words made the Artifact Spirit a little unhappy. "Kylins are ancient divine beasts. Once they mature, unless you become a god, you won't be able to deal with them."
Qi Lingxuan fell silent.
