That was a treasure passed down by the Ink Moon Tribe.
In ancient times, the Ink Moon Tribe had once flourished to the extreme, and could be called the most powerful force in the Spirit World. Yet among the Cultivators of today, those who had heard of their mighty name were few and far between.
But Taowu could not be understood by common reason. This fellow had likewise been passed down from antiquity, so he naturally knew the secrets of several million years ago with perfect clarity.
The Ink Moon Tribe of the past might not have ruled all under heaven, but it had absolutely been one of the most powerful existences in the Spirit World.
Although the Heavenly Witch Goddess could not compare with the Asura King, she was not at all inferior to Loose Immortals or Demon Kings. She could stand against them as an equal, and was even a shade above them.
This was absolutely no exaggeration. The Heavenly Witch Goddess was definitely one of the most formidable mighty figures from ancient times to the present.
A genius whose brilliance stunned the world, the Ink Moon Witch Palace had once shone with dazzling splendor in her hands, its prestige soaring to the heavens. Even among Xiantian Spirit Treasures, its ranking had been very high.
Who would have thought that seas would turn to mulberry fields, that worldly affairs would change, and this treasure would fall into Lin Xuan's hands?
How could this Little Fellow have such tremendous fortune?
Taowu was shocked and furious, but now, pursuing this question had no meaning whatsoever. The most urgent matter was to kill this boy here.
If he were allowed to break free, given enough time, he would certainly become a mortal threat.
Taowu naturally would not make such a mistake.