“Hu…hu…”

Su Han was gasping heavily.

For a moment, he could not even confirm whether he had escaped from the illusion.

It was not until he felt the cultivation of the seventh-level ancestor saint in his body that he realized that he had really returned to reality.

"Phoenix God Realm, clone..."

Su Han's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I see!"

"Buzz~"

The origin of the milky white world is rippling from Su Han's body at this moment.

The thick milky white was mixed with an orange-red silk thread with the length of the index finger.
Chapter completed!