Chapter 3689 (1/2)

The old man who brought Chen Xiang nodded his head: ”One of the Strongest … Originally, the strongest was the clan emperor, but the clan emperor has been missing for many years! ”

seemed to understand why the morale of the Ice-creation Sacred Race was so low.

Chen Xiang followed the old man and understood what was going on.

Not long after, he followed the old man into a large hall. Above the hall sat a tall and sturdy, handsome middle-aged man. He wore white armor and emitted waves of oppressive cold air. The cold air was accompanied by a strong killing intent.

Although this middle-aged man exuded an ice-cold killing intent, his deep eyes revealed a hint of gentleness. A smile hung on his face, causing people to not be afraid of him.

Chen Xiang was very sure that this middle-aged man was one of the Ten Lords of Ice-creation Sacred Race, Han Yixian.

”It's the gold jade card that Han Zifan gave you, right?” Han Yixian received the gold jade tablet from the old man.

”Yes sir!” Chen Xiang nodded his head: ”I am Shen Fei, greetings to the Lord!”

”Alright, you'll be a disciple of Holy Snow City in the future. We don't have any rules here. You just need to remember, don't betray Holy Snow City.” Han Yixian returned the gold jade medallion to Chen Xiang and said, ”For you to be able to find that vein would be of great help to our Holy Snow City, it is only right that you get the gold jade medallion.”

”Other than that, there are still five hundred thousand Tao-creation Sacred Crystals here as your reward!” Han Yixian tossed a Storage bag over to Chen Xiang.

To have five hundred thousand Tao-creation Divine Crystals in a moment, Chen Xiang never thought that this Lord would be so generous.

”Thank you, Lord.” Chen Xiang immediately thanked him.

”Shen Fei, can you tell me, what is your cultivation level?” Han Yixian was very curious, because he could not see Chen Xiang's true cultivation level. Although he had already sensed Chen Xiang's Spirit Qi, he was not sure.

”Late stage!” Chen Xiang answered truthfully.

”That's right!” Han Yixian was secretly shocked, he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was very mysterious, but he did not ask too much.

”Shen Fei, if you are not busy, I have something that I need you to do.” Han Yixian said, ”Furthermore, it will be somewhat dangerous!”

”I am not busy, Lord, speak.” Chen Xiang said.

”You might not be too familiar with our Ice-creation Sacred Race, so I'll explain the details to you right now.” Han Yixian gestured for Chen Xiang to sit.

After Chen Xiang sat down, Han Yixian slowly said, ”After the disappearance of the Emperor, our Ice-creation Sacred Race split into ten different lords, and became a pile of scattered sand. This is mainly because no one is convinced with us, so we all set up our own mountains!”

This was what Chen Xiang had already known before, he nodded his head: ”I've already heard from Elder Liu just now.”

”After our Ice-creation Sacred Race split up, it can be said that the glory of that day had long since disappeared, and now, our Ice-creation Sacred Race is already dead in name!” Han Yixian spoke of this matter in a helpless manner: ”This caused our Ice-creation Sacred Race to be bullied and humiliated by others!”

Chen Xiang saw that the people from the Fire-creation Sacred Race were very arrogant, he could tell at that time.

Han Yixian continued, ”And in three months, the grandson of the Thunder-creation Sacred Race's royal family will marry my daughter … This is also a matter of helplessness! ”

Chen Xiang's heart jumped, and he continued to listen.