“An attack of this level is already close to that of a mid-level Ascendant Immortal, no?” Chen Feng asked.

“Very close to a True Immortal. Thankfully, my body is strong enough. You can imagine what the consequences would be if my body is not durable enough,” Tower said.

Thinking back to how the attacks could destroy an Immortal artifact with just one blow, Chen Feng secretly felt terrified.

What happened earlier had not been particularly flashy or intense. It was very direct. Even so, Chen Feng did feel somewhat disappointed. Disappointed that they failed to devour Zi Doutian and Nameless Brahma.

Tower was also feeling disappointed. There were two strands of Divine artifact power there, after all.

“Tower, do you know who the other party is?” Chen Feng asked.

“The one attacking us should be an artifact spirit.”

“An artifact spirit? That means a magic treasure. What level is this magic treasure at?” Chen Feng’s eyes promptly brightened.

“It’s not to be underestimated. It should be a high-grade Immortal artifact. Heh! The other party could simply devour me.” Tower revealed a wry smile.

Shaking his head, Tower then stopped talking and his figure shook once. 

A massive hand had suddenly appeared and it charged through...