Conspiracy, what conspiracy?
With a thought, Jiang Chen had a guess.
"Damn it, these bastards wouldn't be trying to stop me from seizing the twelve golden men, would they?"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but curse out loud. The best treasure in the Emperor's treasury was the twelve golden men, forged from the weapons collected from all over the empire.
Back then, when the twelve golden men were first made, they were only at the early stages of the Dao Monarch realm, but even so, together, they managed to kill an Innate Dao Sovereign.
Now, tens of thousands of years have passed since that time, and after so many years, the twelve golden men might have grown even stronger.
If they all reached the realm of the Innate Dao Sovereign, that would mean that together, they possess the power to rival a Quasi-Saint.
But who would want to see the Human Race gain another force of Quasi-Saint level at this time?
