"This..."
Jiang Bei was stunned when he heard this. He had never expected Huang Tiankuo to invest in him!
"So, Jiang Bei, accept it! It would be far too great a pity for a genius like you to be killed by Emperor Yuan here in the Tiannan Realm! Take the token. Once you reach the Sacred Hall, go directly to our ancestor Huang Su. After he sees your talent, he will surely make good use of you! I ask for little—only that if the Dusk Ancient Clan ever faces danger in the future, you will lend us a hand."
Huang Tiankuo spoke solemnly as he handed over the token in his hand.
"Thank you, Senior! I will certainly not disappoint everyone's expectations!"
Jiang Bei did not hesitate any longer and accepted the token with both hands.
As things stood, he truly needed this token—the opportunity to cultivate the divine method!
"Jiang Bei, in my opinion, you should leave as soon as possible! Emperor Yuan might come after you at any moment. With your current abilities, dealing with him will be extremely difficult! Hurry and flee to the God Realm. Once you enter the Sacred Hall, Emperor Yuan will have no way to touch you!"
Huang Tiankuo said. Then he looked at Long Cheng and the others. "As for them, let them stay with our Dusk Ancient Clan for now. You know how well-hidden our clan is. If Emperor Yuan wants to cause them trouble, it will not be so easy."
"Good! Then many thanks, Senior!"
Jiang Bei clasped his fists heavily. Then, as though suddenly recalling something, he asked, "By the way, Senior Huang, do you know where I can find Thousand Lives Returning Soul Grass? Senior Long Zhenhai's life is hanging by a thread. The Life-Extinguishing Nail has locked