Jian Wushuang looked at the lofty palaces before him.
Every palace gave him an extremely shocked feeling.
"Jian Wushuang, follow me."
Real God Wu Liang brought Jian Wushuang to the front of those palaces then they landed on one of the platforms. Real God Wu Liang immediately revealed a humble manner when he landed.
Then, at the front of the platform, there was a figure than gradually substantiated. It was a tan-skinned elderly who looked really scrawny in hemp clothes.
The elderly looked ugly but the aura that he gave out was aloof.
"Almighty?" Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and he immediately behaved respectfully.
"Old Snake," Real God Wu Liang greeted politely.
"Lineage of Star's?" The tan-skinned ugly-looking elderly, Old Snake, glanced at Real God Wu Liang then at Jian Wushuang.