Within a stretch of mountainous ground, Luo Tiandu furrowed his brow. “Just a fifth-level Epoch Fragment, huh….?”0

He’d just acquired an Epoch Fragment, but when he sensed that it was only fifth level, much of his initial delight faded.0

He was an unparalleled divine son; it was hard for him to accept such a low-level opportunity at divinity. Still, there was nothing for it; opportunities were extremely limited, and Epoch Fragments above the third level were rare as could be.0

“Brother Luo.” Hearty laughter resounded from afar, and a group whooshed over. Their leader was a valiant-looking man in silver robes. One of his companions was a god’s avatar of will. The other ten-or-so people were all divine emissaries.0

Luo Tiandu’s pupils constricted. He turned and was about to flee when…0

Whoosh!0

The divine avatar of will, a decrepit old man, intercepted his path and said expressionlessly, “Don’t be afraid. Be good and cooperate, and we’ll let you live.”0

Luo Tiandu’s expression darkened. 0

“Brother Luo, don’t make this difficult. Give us the Epoch Fragment, and we’ll leave immediately,” said the man in silver robes.0

Luo Tiandu scanned the group, suppressed...0