Although Su Xin did not entirely believe Chang Kongxuan's account, it was at least fairly plausible given the current circumstances.
Su Xin looked at Chang Kongxuan and said blandly, "Then what does your appearance here mean? As the artifact spirit guarding this palace, what I am doing now is no different from a thief's. Are you here to stop me from taking the things within?"
Chang Kongxuan gave a bitter laugh. "I already said that even at my peak, I was no match for you. Much less in my current state. Rest assured, I bear you no ill will. I am simply tired and wish to be free. An artifact spirit can endure forever, but though it possesses intelligence, it is still not human. Yet I am human. You cannot imagine the loneliness of being trapped in a place like this for tens of thousands of years. So all I seek now is release. As long as you can help me destroy this palace's formations, this palace will become nothing more than an ordinary palace. Without the support of its power, it will no longer remain suspended in the air, and I will completely dissipate and find release."
Su Xin suddenly asked in return, "If that is so, there were so many Demon Spirits outside earlier. Why did you not cooperate with them?"
A disdainful sneer appeared on Chang Kongxuan's lips. "Those ghostly things think they are worthy of cooperating with me? I do not remember when those Demon Spirits appeared. In any case, one day, eight Divine Bridge Realm experts fought a great battle within a small world—not this small world, but a place connected to the small world of this imperial residence. The structures in this small world were all pleasure palaces built for the Human Emperor's enjoyment.