Chương 1747: Hall of Divine Crusade

"He's wasting a precious artifact for nothing…"

Not expecting the young man to actually make an offering to the predecessors after they had ignored him, Mu Xu frowned in disapproval.

Each attempt to invoke the predecessors would require them to tribute an invaluable amount of treasures, such that they did not dare do it recklessly despite the wealth that they possessed as 9-star master teachers.

Yet, the young man actually invoked the predecessors within ten minutes of his arrival, before he could even make sense of what was going on.

Just what kind of unreliable ally did they find themselves?

"He seems to be terribly conceited. Whatever. Once he fails, he will understand the difficulty in sequencing the moves. It isn't something that one can possibly come up with on the spur of the moment!"

"What a waste of artifacts though!"

…