บท 605: Chapter 598: Do You Even Count as Martial Artists?_1

They had already seen, in that mural, these white jade stone tablets were fallen from the sky, connected to the mysterious portal that the Emperor of Mankind entered.

Immediately, people's eyes lit up, staring at the stone tablet.

However, while they looked at the tablet with keen eyes, those dried corpses looked at Su Xin and his companions with an even more greedy glaze.

"Hehehe! A bunch of little guys in the Sun God Realm wants something from our hands? Overestimating yourselves! However, it's good. After nearly ten thousand years, we haven't seen any fresh blood food, I miss that feeling."

The likes of Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole looked at the corpses, instantly widening their eyes.

Ten thousand years? Little guys in the Sun God Realm? Could these neither human nor ghost-like beings be the powerhouses in the True Martial Realm from the Nine Military Departments back then?