Breakthrough, Dark Energy Level!

Wang Ye stared at the Whitewheel Oblivion Armor floating in the air. He was both happy and troubled.

He had obtained the treasure, but how could he take it away?

Senior Wu Yuan was right. With his current physical body, he could only fuse two fragments. He wouldn't be able to fuse another one. Where should he put the remaining Whitewheel Oblivion Armor?

His storage space?

That was an independent space formed by high-dimensional strength. It could accommodate ordinary Dark Energy-level treasures, but the Whitewheel Oblivion Armor was an indestructible artifact. The energy was too strong, so he couldn't put it in at all.

These hundreds of Whitewheel Origin contained a terrifying amount of energy.

Carry it around with him?

Wasn't that like a dung beetle strolling along the streets, courting death?

Even a Black Hole-level expert would be tempted by an indestructible artifact!