The Artifact Spirit waved his hand, and the black and white chessboard in Luo Qi's hands flew into his palm, his emotionless gaze sweeping over it, yet his expression was indecipherable.
"Not bad, come with me," suddenly, the Artifact Spirit put away the chessboard and spoke.
Luo Qi was overjoyed, hurriedly stood up, and immediately positioned himself beside the Artifact Spirit.
The bystanders observed the exchange between Luo Qi and the Artifact Spirit, showing varied expressions; seeing that the Artifact Spirit was about to leave, Old Man Hei Zhu's face tightened, and he pointed at Yuan Ming, calling out, "May I ask the senior, the Ancient Undying Demon Tree spoken of by this junior, is it true or false?"
"It is true."
Without turning back, the Artifact Spirit left just those words behind, his robe flaring as a flash of black and white spirit light enveloped him and Luo Qi, disappearing into the valley.
