And these hands earned him the title of the Saint of Kings.
At this moment, Xiao Wuque, Xiang Yuan, Ji Minghao, and others stood nearby, awaiting the diagnosis of the Saint of Kings.
The next moment.
The five fingers of the Saint of Kings landed on Jiang Ning's chest.
He instantly felt five streams of cool energy pouring from the fingers of the Saint of Kings, permeating his muscles, slowly seeping into his heart.
Those five streams of cool energy seemed to contain a vast vitality of plant essence, and as they passed, each cell began to relax and stretch.
Then, the Saint of Kings frowned.
He felt that the vitality power containing plant essence, after entering Jiang Ning's body, was quickly swallowed by a lurking cold and obscure energy.
Moments later.
He slowly withdrew his right hand and looked at Jiang Ning.
"Marquis, I'll speak frankly."
"Speak!" Jiang Ning fastened his clothing.
