My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1678

By the time Gardiner chased out of the tent, Henry had already disappeared. Instead, it was Ranulfo who was standing there.

"Are you going to chase after Henry?" Ranulfo looked at Gardiner, who seemed to be in a hurry.

"What do you think?!" Gardiner rolled his eyes at Ranulfo.

"You can't stop him." Ranulfo shook his head. "Sylvia is still unconscious due to serious injuries. Henry has been suppressing all of his anger in his heart. This time, no one can stop him from wreaking havoc at the Taoist Jade Virtual Temple."

"You don't understand!" Gardiner replied. Then he got up and disappeared into the horizon.

Ranulfo shook his head helplessly. "Wait for me. I'll go with you."

After saying that, Ranulfo chased in the direction in which Gardiner had disappeared.

Currently, the rules of the ancient battlefield were complete. The true spirits were starting to awaken, and that place would become a very terrifying one.

Upon entering the ancient battlefield, even a Supremacy Master would be completely suppressed, and would only have the capabilities of ordinary Qi- controlling Realm practitioners, being unable to gather large amounts of Qi. Under such circumstances, should those of the Supremacy Masters encounter the awakened true spirits there, even they would have to lose their lives. Although the true spirits did not have any consciousness, due to the special circumstances of the ancient battlefield, they would be extremely irritable, it was in their instinct to devour their own kind to become stronger.

The ancient battlefield was not a place any person could enter just because they wanted to. One had to test themselves, and see if they were capable enough, before they could enter the ancient battlefield.

A figure strolled very casually in the dangerous ancient battlefield, arriving at the location where the two armies had last fought.

Three days had gone by. The corpses that remained did not change much, only the blood that used to flow had all dried up. It was hell on Earth, dead bodies were all over the place.

This figure crossed through the mountain of dead bodies and came to the headless corpse of Gaspare Duan.

"Tch-tch-tch-tch." The figure's tongue clicked as he looked at the headless corpse, then said in a regretful voice, "You've even cut the head off, this is too much. It's been many years. Henry, but do you know, that this is my..."

As the figure spoke, a ray of sunlight shone on his face, revealing a face that was the exact same as Gaspare.

"This one was my favourite clone." This man, who looked exactly the same as Gaspare, murmured. "Henry Zhang, I will find you."

As soon as the figure finished speaking, he extended his arm.

A spirit gradually appeared from the body of the dead Gaspare, then it merged into the man's body.

"Sigh, now that a single true spirit has been divided into more than ten pieces, I have to take them back slowly. Justus, you thought that my cultivation method was undoable, but now, it seems that the effect of my method has exceeded my expectations. When every piece of my true spirit have been recollected, even if you come back to life, what can you do?"