Looking at the golden gate that exuded an aura of ancient times, Xu Fan slowly raised his hand and lightly pointed.
In an instant, a brilliant golden light shone, and the entire golden gate radiated a tremendous might.
At this moment, a broken corpse that resembled a member of the Human Clan appeared in mid-air.
Xu Fan knew this was the Saint Master who, in the past, had perished along with the Chaos Land.
"In your lifetime, you went through a legend. In the early period, for yourself, in the middle period, for your clan, in the late period, for Chaos Land."
"I've seen your strong and stubborn will. This cup is for you."
A jade cup appeared in Xu Fan's hand, filled with fine wine.
He raised his hand slightly in the direction of the corpse and drank all the wine in the cup.
"After all, you were once the master here. Let's find a geomantic treasure and bury you here." Xu Fan said softly to the golden gate.
