"Give me your token."
In the high sky, the red-nosed old man said.
Wang Xu was taken aback, then suddenly realized, and took out the White Jade Token given to him by the elder Bai Xu and handed it to the red-nosed old man.
"How many years has it been, I really miss this token. When I first joined the Cyan Yang Hall, I was as young as you, but unfortunately..." The red-nosed old man shook his head.
"Senior, have you been at the Cyan Yang Hall for a long time?" Wang Xu asked.
"Don't call me senior, just call me 'Red Sword senior brother'. From now on, you are my junior brother, haha." The red-nosed old man laughed. "Have I been here long? Not particularly long, just three hundred thousand years."
Wang Xu gasped. Three hundred thousand years was almost the entire cycle of a star from birth to death.
Of course, Wang Xu was also amazed by the realm power of Red Sword senior brother; even after three hundred thousand years, he was still at the Black Hole Level.
