"The talisman looks like an ordinary talisman, drawn haphazardly and made of a material that seems no different from ordinary paper. It's been placed at the bottom of the lake in the Ethereal Dao College. If the Federation should fall apart after this war, you are to take it away and become the guardian of our civilization. Also… I've examined the talisman before. It seems to be… some sort of memento!" Li Xingwen gave Wang Baole a long, unfathomable look as he spoke in a serious manner.
Wang Baole reeled back from shock. He found that unimaginable. What kind of being could imbue an object with such an immense power—power that could defend an entire civilization—just by painting some characters on a piece of paper?
I wonder if Senior Brother has the power to do that… Wang Baole's breathing quickened. Stunned by what he had just heard, he didn't notice the complicated looks of hesitation exchanged between Li Xingwen and Duan Muque.
