Sudden.

Wang Xiyao's eyes flashed, and there were many more experiences and insights in his mind, as well as the prototype of the sixth sword of the Yangxin Sword.

"The reincarnation thinking is finally back." Wang Xiyao said to himself, "My time has come, and I can finally become a celestial immortal and a god. I wonder if my mother from Lishan has followed me?"

It was at this moment.

A middle-aged man wearing coarse cloth clothes walked into Tianxin Chess Club: "Hmph. Is Zhenlong Chess Game that powerful? Is it that great? I'll give it a try."

Wang Xiyao looked up at the middle-aged man, his pupils shrank slightly.

Pure Yang True Immortal.

He is the ancestor of Shaoyan!

I hid myself for several years, but I was found by Shaoyan.

Wang Xiyao nodded and said with a smile: "Senior, please."
Chapter completed!