Where's my Demon Artifact?
My Dayun Truck?
Zhou Li spread his hands, attempting to summon the Demon Artifact again. However, no matter how he tried to communicate with the Demon Artifact using his Qi, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, completely without response.
The Demon Artifact was gone.
Disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, Zhou Li felt puzzled. If it were just an ordinary Spiritual Artifact, it wouldn't be unusual for it to go missing. After all, the person pulling the strings behind the scenes had managed to knock him out cold without him realizing it—it wouldn't be difficult for them to steal a Spiritual Artifact.
But the Demon Artifact was different. It was personally linked to Zhou Li by Ying Yuan with Zhou Li's soul mark on it. In essence, unless Ying Yuan was willing, it was impossible for the Demon Artifact to be taken out of Zhou Li's consciousness by someone else.
What in the world was going on?
As Zhou Li was pondering, Tang Wan spoke up.