Just now, the Blood Clay Man took action, and Zhang Ruochen saw its cultivation level, which was terrible. It was not a little taller than the ladder, and the formation they set up might not be able to block it.

Besides, if the Blood Clay Man wants to take action, in the past few years, when the two ancestors entered the Sword God Temple to practice, they had opportunities and would not wait until now.

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to show his goodwill, Zhang Ruochen's tone became much softer and said, "You are born in the Sword God Temple, but you have a lot of experience in human relationships and worldly affairs. I wonder if you can solve your doubts?"

The Blood Clay Man did not speak, and his eyes looked towards the direction of the Sword Source Divine Tree.

I couldn't see what he looked like at the moment. Zhang Ruochen looked along his gaze and the light of the truth appeared in his pupils. I don't know if it was the reason why the light of the Sword Source Divine Tree became darker, but Zhang Ruochen found that he could actually see the trunk of the Sword Source Divine Tree!

Under the tree, an old figure holding a staff was sitting cross-legged.

The wind blew, rolling up a rain of light and swallowing the trunks and the old figure.

Disappeared!

The scene just now seemed like an illusion.

Not an illusion.

The black water magical scepter in Zhang Ruochen's hand was flashing violently, and the spirit of the magical scepter said: "I sensed the breath of the Qingshan magical scepter. It was the Great Elder, and the Great Elder was in the temple."

The Great Elder of the Rebellion Clan?

Zhang Ruochen's emotions were hard to calm down. Could it be that the old figure he saw just now was the legendary figure who traveled all walks of life and formed the Heavenly Court himself?
Chapter completed!