Youqiong Kingdom!
On different sides outside the temple, four light wheels of different colors encircled it within them.
Wang Ming stood outside the temple, watching intently at the various changes within the halo.
In a primitive forest, Hou Yi held a bow and arrow, his gaze scanning his surroundings unceasingly to guard against wild beasts that might appear at any moment.
Clearly, Hou Yi had entered an illusionary space tailor-made for him.
Sacred Spirit Stone! Wang Ming looked at a crystal stone on Hou Yi's chest.
I really want to snatch it away immediately.
What a pity!
Now is not the time yet. Wang Ming shook his head and said.
The Sacred Spirit Stone, the origin of the God of War, could absorb energy of any attribute without allowing them to collide within the body, thereby preventing incompatibility issues.
This was a divine weapon that Wang Ming desperately needed.
Because of Wang Ming's intervention, the God of War Xingtian of this world did not burn his primal spirit in the battle a thousand years ago, and thus die in battle.
He only slumbered beneath the ten-thousand-year black ice soldiers of the North Sea.
Having snatched the Sacred Spirit Stone, Xingtian would probably not be able to sit still. For him to crawl out of the coffin was a minor matter.
The main thing was the fear that Xingtian would summon the Sacred Spirit Stone.
By then, all the busy work would have been in vain.
Moreover, even if he went to grab it, he couldn't get it.
The Sacred Spirit Stone on Hou Yi's neck was merely a decoration at the moment; the real Sacred Spirit Stone was still within the primal spirit of the God of War Xingtian.
It wasn't that Xingtian couldn't bear to part with it, but