The token is small, palm-sized, showing a rare hexagonal appearance, while in the middle of the token, it is written in an ancient text, which Ye Dun can not understand.

"Ice?" Xuanyuan Xiu blurted out and left Ye Dun stunned. "Xuanyuan predecessors, do you recognize this ancient prose?"

Xuanyuan nodded and said, "Strictly speaking, this is not an ancient text, but a racial totem. If I remember correctly, this should be a racial totem of the ice protoss. Perhaps the heaven and earth vision of the ancient city of Tianshuang has something to do with the ice protoss."

Hearing Xuanyuan Xiu's words, Ye Dun was also thinking.

The map drawn...