"Hall Master of Fire Spirit Hall under the Great Zhou Ancestral God Hall, Long Ruo—that is this old man!" Long Ruo, holding the Primordial Golden Crow Divine Staff, burst into hearty laughter.
That laughter, brimming with boundless dominance, made Ye Zhen turn his head and carefully examine this Hall Master of Fire Spirit Hall, Long Ruo, whom he had never met before.
He wore a dark crimson robe, and both his beard and hair were dark red. At first glance, his entire body looked like a blazing fire.
Yet upon closer observation, not the slightest trace of fire intent could be sensed from him.
This was the sign of having restrained control over fire power to the utmost extreme.
However, what Ye Zhen cared about more was the Primordial Golden Crow Divine Staff.
Every hall ranked near the top within the Ancestral God Hall possessed a treasure that guarded the hall. This Primordial Golden Crow Divine Staff must be the treasure guarding Fire Spirit Hall.
Moreover, judging from the divine might the Primordial Golden Crow Divine Staff displayed at this moment, it was absolutely worthy of the seven words "treasure guarding Fire Spirit Hall."
"Looks like your Great Zhou has exhausted its talents and has no successors left, eh? How long has it been, and you have already brought out Fire Spirit Hall's treasure?" The Wa Ling Holy Son narrowed his eyes.
At those words, Hall Master of Fire Spirit Hall Long Ruo stroked the Primordial Golden Crow Divine Staff in his hand and laughed heartily. "Back when the fourth master of this Primordial Golden Crow Divine Staff entered the Wa Ling Realm holding this staff, how many people did your Wa Ling Realm have?"
"If this old man remembers correctly, your Wa Ling Race should have had eight hundred