The Life-Saint Stone is something that Zheng Ming is not familiar with. When he received the stone from Gui Liu, which was only the size of a baby's fist but exuded a captivating feeling when caressed, a strange expression flickered in his eyes.
Although this stone-like object was resisting him, the moment he touched it, Zheng Ming had an unusual feeling in his heart.
This feeling was very peculiar; he felt as if he was sensing a deep blue cosmic path through the heavens and earth, supported by countless other cosmic paths.
The power of the entire cosmic path seemed to allow the holder of the Sacred Stone to freely borrow a part of it, well, probably a small part.
"How did this Sacred Stone come about?" Zheng Ming asked Gui Liu with a light smile.