The Ghost Bride was dazzled by the treasure.
But Xia Tong abandoned his earlier innocent, childish attitude.
Despite his young age, he now walked toward the main hall with his hands behind his back.
Only when he reached a bearded giant did Xia Tong bow.
"Greetings, Lord Left Dao Envoy!"
The bearded giant in official robes lowered his head slightly to look at Xia Tong.
"Well, well, Nine-Color King. You wish to choose to fight for Primordial Chaos?"
Xia Tong nodded.
"Yes!"
As for Xue Si, she was already kneeling on the ground, trembling.
The giant said nothing.
He simply used a mirror to reveal Xia Tong's past and background.
After watching it, the giant fell somewhat silent.
Within the White Chalk had killed many people of the Hongmeng World.
Although Xia Tong was the last to be born, his hands had not been stained with blood.
Still, Xia Tong counted as someone of sinful blood.
And now he wanted to choose to serve Primordial Chaos Heaven. How should this be judged?
The Left Dao Envoy was uncertain.
"Who recommended him?"
A thin, small person stood nearby, seemingly an adviser.
The adviser bowed. "The person who recommended him holds a Divine Firmament Guest Token."
Hearing that a distinguished guest of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect had recommended him made the matter easier to handle.
The Left Dao Envoy contacted Lü Qingyi directly.
"Ancestor Lü, might you be available right now?"
Lü Qingyi said, "Speak."
The Left Dao Envoy carefully explained Xia Tong's situation.
Before long, Lü Qingyi's projection descended in an instant.
When Lü Qingyi's projection descended, everyone bowed.
"Greetings, Ancestor Lü."
Lü Qingyi waved a hand, her gaze fixed on Xia Tong.
Under Lü Qingyi's gaze, Xia Tong broke out in a cold sweat.
He dropped to both knees,