C370 My Successor!

The earth shook with such ferocity that even Feng Zhentian struggled to keep his footing.

Little Thing leaped aside, and to everyone's astonishment, a stone tablet sprouted from the ground. It was modest in size, yet the inscription upon it was profoundly enigmatic, appearing to be a single character and yet not, simultaneously. Feng Zhentian surmised it must be a word from an ancient language