"Two-star Ancient God?" Jian Wushuang wore a wry smile.
He had just awakened the bloodline and become a One-star Ancient God, so he was far from being a Two-star Ancient God.
"Little Ying." Elder Yi addressed Granny Ying.
Granny Ying was a highly respected Ancient God in the Eighth Tribe, but in front of Elder Yi, she became Little Ying. Obviously, Elder Yi had lived longer than Granny Ying.
"You brought the boy here for the Three Secret Skills, right?" Elder Yi asked.
Granny Ying nodded, saying, "That's right."
"The Three Secret Skills are the greatest foundation for our clan. Jian Wushuang, go and do some good cultivation," Elder Yi responded while waving his hand, then the gate of the black pavilion opened.
"Jian Wushuang, go for it," Granny Ying said.
Jian Wushuang walked inside without hesitation.
Inside, there was an open space with three stone tablets in the center.
