The King's Spirit is the true Supreme Saint Spirit.
And the Eternal Spirit? That's just a child, or merely a youthful boy.
The difference between them is indeed vast.
Such a situation is a fact.
Although Zhou Yan was impacted, he felt no regret; rather, he was grateful to the Hong Jun Ancestor for providing him the true answer.
At this moment, beside Zhou Yan, Suxin was continuously wiping the blood from Zhou Yan's seven apertures, occasionally releasing the Eternal Spirit to replenish Zhou Yan, albeit with little effect.
"Let me go to the Supreme Treasure's location; I'll recover soon enough, so worry not. After all, I am the Lord of Thunder Punishment; I won't die that easily."
Zhou Yan beckoned to the crowd, then urged those kneeling to rise.
In the distance, Hou Chen was almost crazily trying to rush over, but was suppressed by Zhou Yan's gaze.
Zhou Yan exposing himself no longer mattered; such a day was bound to come, it was merely a question of time.
