It could be said that the black talisman had inherited the fortune of the ancient army and could choose its own future path. Once reincarnated, it would possess an incomparably terrifying starting point and be born as a Heaven's Child or Immortal Child.
Chu Feng was fairly satisfied. Even if he couldn't use it right away, having such a worldshaking item, in and of itself, was a source of confidence. This was an unimaginable trump card.
He was in a fairly good mood as he walked through the dust and traversed the Gobi desert while singing a love song on the path of reincarnation. It was rather romantic.
However, that young daoist on the other shore of the abyss was crying and cursing out loud.
"Damn your grandpa and uncle, that bastard robbed me of my fortune! Oh boundless deity, I'll beat up your grandfather! I recite your name every day, yet in the end, you didn't protect me. Goddammit, I'll turn myself into a demon soon. F*ck you, Boundless Deity!"
