Ritual (1)

"ROAR!"

The Primordial Heavenly Wolf roared angrily, shaking the void, but it was just bluffing and could not approach Song Shi. It looked like a phantom.

Du Ming'e was shocked. "It's not a physical body, we've been frightened."

"You should be the artifact spirit of this altar? Why aren't you dead yet?"

Song Shi calmly stood only a short distance away from the Primordial Heavenly Wolf.

The latter did not manage to eat Song Shi. In its depression, it dispersed its huge body and returned to the size of an ordinary wolf. It snorted, "I'm an artifact spirit. As long as this altar doesn't completely collapse, I naturally won't die!"

"Oh, then I'll send you on your way."

Song Shi tried to condense a flame fist mark and instantly hit the broken altar.

BANG!

The flame fist mark shattered, and the altar that looked like it was about to collapse was actually unscathed.