Shi Zhiming held the scroll in his hand and let out a cold laugh: "Divine Contract Stone Tablet!"
In the past, he once fell into the trap of the owner of the 'Divine Contract Stone Tablet' and left his name on it.
This was one of the reasons that led to his current predicament.
However, having already left his name on the Divine Contract Stone Tablet, he didn't mind doing it again.
After carefully examining the content once more, his expression changed: "Do you really have that thing?"
Chu Xisheng smiled and summoned a compass-shaped magic artifact into his hand.
It was precisely the 'Chrono God Disk' sub-body he had obtained from the black-robed priest.
This item could not be refined by mortals, and was useless to sorcerers, but not necessarily to Shi Zhiming.
Intense desire appeared in Shi Zhiming's eyes.
