The Treasures That Dropped a Million Years Ago

Opening the sack, Xue Ying peered into it.

There were only two articles within it: a dark-gold wristband and a crystal ball. The dark-gold wristband was still faintly glowing, showing its extraordinariness. On the other hand, that crystal ball looked quite ordinary.

"No more?" After placing the two articles onto the ground, he looked within the sack carefully. It was empty.

"Weng!" Suddenly, on the ground, a glow appeared on the crystal ball.

That made Xue Ying turned his head towards it in shock.

There were two figures on top of the glowing crystal ball—one was an old man with long, black hair and a tyrannical coldness in his eyes.

"I am Black Wind," the old man with long, black hair coldly said.