News of the ancestor of technique

Lu Ming's eyes flickered when the burly man with messy hair suddenly asked if he was from the heaven realm.

"You know about the heaven realm?" Lu Ming asked.

Ever since Lu Ming came to the primeval universe, the people he met did not address him as heaven realm. They all called him a small chiliocosm and called him a native.

However, this man with messy hair knew about the heaven realm. Lu Ming was surprised.

"Because I'm also from the heaven realm!"

The man with messy hair smiled.

"What?"

Lu Ming was shocked. This was really beyond his expectations.

to be exact, I'm from the heaven realm. However, I left the heaven realm during the immemorial age. I don't know how many years have passed since then!

The messy-haired man sighed.

he should be someone who reached the demigod realm during the archaic Era!

Lu Ming's heart stirred.