Old Ancestor Ming remained somewhat skeptical.
"The ancient god's cloud map is hidden in the undercurrents. Who can guarantee that everyone has seen it?" Ning Tian chuckled lightly, completely unhurried, as a trace of chaotic energy quietly circulated within him.
"..."
Upon hearing this...
The Old Ancestor of the Underworld frowned, sensing the chaotic energy emanating from Ning Tian. Considering that only the ancient god Yun Tu, who possessed the key, could enter this place, he began to have a sliver of faith.
"Who are you, Ancient God Yun Tu?"
"Old Ancestor Ming asked."
“I am worthy of the Lock God, but the seal here has been broken for some unknown reason. So, are you worthy?” Ning Tian said in a serious tone.
"To...to match the God of Locking?"
Old Ancestor Ming was taken aback, and his brows furrowed slightly. Why would someone adopt such a strange Taoist name? But... no wonder his key wasn't working; the lock was broken.
Glug glug.
around…
The faint sound of bubbles could still be heard, but Old Ancestor Ming's attention was focused on Ning Tian.
"match…"
"I'm worthy."
He quickly said.
"oh?"
"What kind of weapon are you?"
Ning Tian's voice rang out again.
"Um?"
Old Ancestor Ming was stunned for a moment, feeling that this guy... was cursing him?
"Just one of these would be enough..."
"Since you want to make one, then no problem. I am the Lock God Venerable. I can make anything except locks." Ning Tian smiled at Old Ancestor Ming, his hand slightly raised, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
That is…
The Eye of the Formation.
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