"Congratulations, you have passed the White Dragon Royal Court assessment."
"White Dragon civilization inheritor." A clear, cold voice sounded.
Jiang Ye looked forward, only to see a figure appearing on the high platform at the front of the hall, without knowing when.
The figure had sword-like eyebrows and silver hair, a cold countenance, wearing a wide-sleeved white robe, carrying a long sword, standing quietly in front of the high platform, embodying the demeanor of cold frost and a cool moon.
"Who are you?" Jiang Ye looked at the figure in white.
"I am the Guardian of the White Dragon civilization, Bai Gui."
"And also the Guardian Spirit of this White Dragon Royal Court." The figure in white with a sword looked at Jiang Ye, slowly saying: "I have waited here for ten thousand years."
"Ten thousand years?" Jiang Ye was taken aback.
What is happening?
Does this mean he has unlocked a hidden inheritance?
"Swoosh!"
