Chapter 1812

"what do you mean, elder, that the direction of the silver needle is exactly the direction of the eight holy liquids, and this is the map of the eight holy liquids?" Ye Chu lost his mind, but he didn't believe it. Why did such a mysterious old man know so clearly?

"along the way, you have seen many ancient wells!" The old man suddenly said to Yechu.

"every ancient well is branded with the meaning of the strong. I'm surprised at that!" Ye Chu replied.

"this road used to be blood! Of course, every ancient well is a blood well. Only the precipitation of years can make it...