Chapter 135: New Meridians

When the mysterious man had drawn the arc in the air, Ji Hao saw visions in his head once again. This time, these visions were the stories of ancient humankind, which were buried deeply in human bloodlines.

Deep in a mountain ridge was a towering peak, which was half covered in snow and on top of that peak, hundreds of gigantic trees, which reached straight into the sky, naturally formed a magnificent armchair. An amiable-looking elderly giant man, thousand zhangs tall, whose body was wrapped in rolling green mist, was sitting on the gigantic tree chair, and pitifully looking down at an ordinary elderly human with white hair, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Human, how could your weak and vulnerable body bear any power?"

"Although I have learned the secret of life, and am able to see through the life and death of all kinds of plants, I can not help you."