"Old Hell's legacy has existed over a span of several thousand years starting from the Han Dynasty, yet even Hell was never able to discover where this thing comes from. It's definitely not a naturally forming creature, and it bears a symbol, so it must belong to a certain power. However, the second King Yanluo investigated this matter in person, and even he couldn't find anything. All we can be sure of...

He cast a grim gaze toward Qin Ye as he continued, "Is that outside of the surveillance scope of Hell, perhaps in some secluded mountain, perhaps in some area of the sea, there is a power that has existed for close to 2,000 years. They haven't actively attempted to alter the course of history, and they haven't become involved in any political matters. It's as if they're merely observers of history, watching in silence as the world changes around them. This may not be the most apt analogy, but if I had to make an analogy on them, then I can think of one: they're like abstract gods with no substance that have transcended beyond everything."

Whoosh... His Yin energy spread out like a wave around him, and it was so fierce that Lin Han was forced to take a few steps backward. As soon as he caught sight of Zhao Yun, the first thought that arose to him was...

Finally, a worthy opponent for me in the looks department! Our battle will be legendary! 

"Greetings,...