The Purple Gold Imperial Lord praised Ning Xiaochuan several times in succession. Only when he saw that Ning Xiaochuan's expression remained unchanged did he finally feel greatly relieved. Secretly praising him, he took out a Round Token and handed it to Ning Xiaochuan.
"What is this?" Ning Xiaochuan asked curiously as he accepted the token.
Ancient, simple characters were engraved upon the token's surface. Ning Xiaochuan was well traveled and widely knowledgeable, yet he could not identify the script at all. He could only raise his head in bewilderment and look toward the Purple Gold Imperial Lord.
The Purple Gold Imperial Lord's expression turned solemn as he instructed Ning Xiaochuan, "Cut your finger and drip a drop of blood onto it."
Ning Xiaochuan scarcely hesitated. With a slight tremble of one finger, he flicked out a drop of blood.
He was now a demigod. A single drop of his blood was practically comparable to a miraculous heavenly medicine. After this clearly extraordinary drop of blood landed on the Round Token, it immediately vanished into it, as though the token had swallowed it.
Ning Xiaochuan looked confused and was about to speak again when a burst of consciousness abruptly came from the Round Token. His body shook, and a stream of information began flooding his mind.
"Leader!"
Two ancient characters appeared in Ning Xiaochuan's mind. Though he still could not recognize them, he understood their meaning.
After the two characters for "Leader" appeared, scene after scene immediately emerged in Ning Xiaochuan's mind.
Some of those scenes were warm and peaceful, showing the growth of all living things. Yet far more were scenes of incomparably cruel warfare, with countless living beings wiped out and killed, corpses piled into mountains and blood flowing into seas everywhere.
The scenes continued flashing through Ning Xiaochuan's