The ancient god's skin was rough and was covered in cracks. However, the hand formed by the violet light was extremely smooth. Although it was huge, it seemed to be formed by a spell.
It made a gesture calling Wang Lin like an elder relative calling a child. The action was slow, but it repeated over and over.
There was no dangerous aura coming from the huge arm, it felt very ordinary. It only beckoned Wang Lin as if it was going to take him through this giant door.
However, Wang Lin was completely on guard and all the hair on his body was standing up. The scene before him was simply too strange. He never would have thought that such a strange thing would occur when the heaven defying bead was complete.
Wang Lin remained motionless as he stared at the hand beckoning him and a cold light flashed across his eyes.