Ye Chen felt a surge of excitement when he heard this.
Without wasting any time, he took out the unusual ring.
When Chen Ling had given it to him, she had mentioned that a mysterious old man had given her this ring.
It appeared to control the origin of something.
However, it seemed that its purpose was not so simple.
To his astonishment, the ring began to float in the air!
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his forehead, and a phantom formed from demonic energy appeared before him.
"Ye Chen, few things in this world can excite me, but this ring is one of them."
"Sometimes, I wonder why your opportunities are so extraordinary. It is as if there is a mysterious force guiding you step by step…"
"This is somewhat akin to playing chess. Your chess piece seems to have absorbed the fate of the world… Even as an observer, I feel a sense of terror."
