"Hahaha!"
Gu Xinchao laughed out loud. It was as simple as that!
Relying on his own wits, racking his brains and trying every possible method, he still couldn't control the explosion of compressed spiritual energy. When seven hundred cubic units of compressed spiritual energy were stacked together, they could only last for a dozen breaths at most—far too short a time for anything to take shape.
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