“If the twelve origin stones are gathered together, is it within a tribe or is it ownerless? If it is within a tribe of chaos-level behemoths, it should be a very powerful tribe.”
“However, hope is ownerless.”
Wang Xian thought to himself, but his hands did not stop moving.
He held the divination lamp and continued divination.
Buzz! Buzz
However, this time, when he was doing his divination, the entire divination lamp started to sway.
The light under the lamp gradually began to turn illusory.
Wang Xian was slightly stunned when he saw this scene. A look of astonishment appeared on his face.
“This is?”
A solemn expression appeared on his face as he channeled his powerful divination power into it.
Very soon, the illusory image of a gigantic beast of chaos appeared under the divination lamp.
It was a gigantic beast of chaos with a terrifying pair of eyes.
Its gigantic pupils took up four-fifths of its head.
Its gigantic pupils were filled with all kinds of terrifying energy.