Oh?
Jiang Fan's eyebrows slightly raised, revealing a trace of shock in his eyes.
Ji Qingxuan watched Jiang Fan's expression, showing a smile.
Talking with Jiang Fan is always so easy; he always grasps the key point of a problem.
"You noticed it too, right?"
"Every time the Ancient Giants descend, it's a thousand years apart, not eight hundred years, nor one thousand two hundred years."
"Exactly a thousand years!"
"The traces of manipulation are too obvious!"
It was this point that shocked Jiang Fan!
The arrival of the Ancient Giants is a setup by a hidden hand!
What kind of person could have such capabilities to use the Heavenly Realm and Central Earth as chess pieces to set up such a grand scheme on the chessboard of eternal ages?
It's too astonishing!
He asked somewhat absentmindedly, "Did you find out who the person behind it is?"
Ji Qingxuan shook her head, "I saw this content on a piece of turtle shell in the Great Yin Sect."
