Chapter 790 (2/2)

Especially his eyes, the eyes seem to penetrate the void, directly break through the shackles of the sky.

”Put the divine sense into it.”

The voice of the old echoed in my mind, mixed with an irrepressible deterrent force.

Jiang Hao closed his eyes and the divine consciousness entered the inner part of the severed finger. Then, his empty body seemed to enter another void again.

This nothingness is a complete stillness, with no stars. Standing on it, it seems to be suffocating.

In nothingness, the outline of an old man suddenly appears. From his appearance, the old man is the face of the old man who is petrified.

”You What did you bring me in for? ” Rao is with Jiang Hao's cold character. At the moment, he can't help feeling palpitation. The series of things that happened are really too weird and completely beyond his understanding range.

”I'm here, waiting for a suitable teenager to pass on the world's most precious treasure.” The outline of the old man gradually condensed, and finally turned into a normal human body.

Jiang Hao looked at the old man and said nothing.

”I've been waiting here for 100000 years.” The old man's eyes and eyebrows are clear, and there is a sense of brightness that does not match the age.

100000 years? Jiang Hao is a little unbelievable. If you remember correctly, the Xianhe empire is only 70000 years old.

”You are...” Jiang Hao asked in a low voice.

The old man replied, ”I used to be the master of this star.”

”Master?” Jiang Hao was a little surprised that such a small star would also have a master?

”That's right. The star was defeated by five quasi kings in a catastrophe 100000 years ago.”

The old man's words, fell into Jiang Haoer, suddenly like a thunderbolt, Jiang haomeng's eyes widened.

King to be! That kind of realm will be how adverse the existence of heaven, even if you hear the name, I'm afraid it will shiver.

”Once dominating the side of the stars from the fall, has become so small to insignificant stars, we are always looking for opportunities, ready to fight back.” At this point, the old man sighed heavily.

Then, the old man continued to recall: ”with the passage of time, our strong people gradually get old, and no longer have the hot blood of that year, so they have been depressed and lived a peaceful life. As the strong get older, they gradually pass away, leaving only the most precious treasure of this sect.”

The old man pointed to the exquisite box on the altar and said, ”go ahead and inherit it. He will bring you strength.”

The voice of the old man, as if it were a lullaby, with the force of coercion that could control people's hearts, made Jiang Hao dare not have any idea of refusing.With the voice of the old man, Jiang Hao converged, left the spiritual space of the severed finger and flew to the top of the altar again.

At this time, the delicate box has no light, and what appears in front of you is a dark golden broken finger.

To be precise, it should be a dark gold index finger shell.