"Oh, this fairy treasure of yours is so magical?" Ling Daozi was surprised when he heard this. He looked at the Qiankun Soul Seal and said with a surprised look on his face, 'I seem to have seen this treasure somewhere before.'

"Senior, have you seen this treasure?" Lu Chen asked curiously.

He felt a little absurd. This treasure was refined by the ancestor Lu Jie. Except for himself, no one else had it at all. How could Ling Daozi have seen it?

"It seems that I met this treasure somewhere."

At this moment, a strong black light suddenly shot through the sky. When the light faded, a tall, middle-aged man in black robes appeared. He was tall and tall, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth. He was walking towards him with a powerful look.

"Desolate sky?"

When Lu Chen looked at this old man, Huang Tian's appearance immediately appeared in his mind, and he was immediately surprised. Why did this man look so similar to Huang Tian?

"Hey, Lu Chen, you actually know Huangwuzi's real name?" Wu Yang said in surprise.

"Huang Wuzi?" Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that it turned out that Huang Tian was Huang Wuzi, and Huang Wuzi was Huang Tian, ​​but one was him before, and the other was him now.

So, wasn't the young man in white shirt whom he met on the fourth floor of the ancient pagoda the Lingdaozi in his youth?

At this moment, Lu Chen finally understood all this.

He smiled bitterly to himself, the Ancestral God's methods were truly extraordinary, and they were beyond his ability to understand.

"Little friend Lu Chen, your ability to make that guy Sakyamuni admit defeat is really beyond my expectation." Huangwuzi laughed.

"Senior Huangwuzi deserves the award. This junior just had good luck for a while. Compared with Master Sakyamuni, he is far inferior." Lu Chen said with cupped hands.
Chapter completed!