Legend

Dao Yuanzi saw that Jian Wushuang remained aloof and he felt terrified. He quickly thought in his head.

Very soon, he spoke again, "Jian Wushuang, I know that you carry the Ancient God bloodline but Ancient Gods actually only possesses a very thin bloodline of ancient tribe. I carry blood essence of a true ancient tribe expert. Besides, I know that there is an ancient tribe expert's dead body in the battlefield nearby. It contains the bloodline inheritance of an ancient tribe. I can bring you there."

"Ancient tribe? Bloodline inheritance?" Jian Wushuang was curious, "Humph. What ancient tribe? I have never heard of it before. I think you just made this up and your goal is most likely for me to die at an extremely dangerous place. Do you think I'm stupid enough to listen to you?"

Jian Wushuang let his murderous intention run wild as he raised Blood Mountain Sword in his hand.

"No! No!" 

"I'm telling you the truth."