"Face of Selvan? Are you certain?" Hearing the three words, Face of Selvan, the imposter's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I could not have been mistaken. For something that could morph and change into so many forms, besides the Face of Selvan, no other magical artifact is like that." Wu Jiu said with clear certainty.
The imposter then creased up his brows.
"Hasn't the Face of Selvan already been taken away by that person? There was a rumour in the Middle Realm before that after that person was captured, his subordinates had mistakenly thought that he had fallen in battle and buried all his treasures into his tomb. Why would….. it suddenly show up on a human spirit?"
