When he said this, the old man's tone was filled with pride and vicissitudes. This was the first time in many years that he had announced his status to an outsider.
He was the artifact Spirit of the palace of inheritance, and had lived for tens of thousands of years.
When the God of barbarian had fallen, he had given his inheritance to him for safekeeping. He was in charge of the inheritance and had spent a long time in the lake of Deva until the time for the inheritance to open and to pass through the trial ground.
He was an Artifact Spirit, so it could be said that everything here was under his control. He had unimaginable abilities.
Perhaps, saving the few elders-to-be who were trapped was really a matter of waving his hand to him.
"Artifact Spirit?" After hearing the old man's words, Li Tian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly became serious.
