Hearing Gong Niang's familiar voice and tone, Yang An relaxed considerably.
Ever since entering Collapsing Armor Land, he had not heard Gong Niang's voice for some time. Yang An had actually missed her.
No matter what, although he had always been alone, having Gong Niang beside him to talk to helped ease much of his pressure.
"This is an illusion—a world called Earth, utterly different from the Origin World."
Yang An answered, but in the end, he still did not tell Gong Niang that this was his hometown. He did not intend to mention that to anyone, because it was important.
But now was not the time for a detailed explanation. Yang An needed Gong Niang's help.
"There should be an undispersed soul nearby. Gong Niang, help me swallow it and obtain its memories."
Yang An requested.
Hearing Yang An's words, Gong Niang did not hesitate at all and began searching.
"Southeast, two thousand meters away."
Yang An immediately sped toward where the City God's soul was. In only a short while, that fellow's soul had fled so far away. Luckily, he had awakened Gong Niang.
"Eh? The taste is a little strange."
Gong Niang finally succeeded in swallowing the City God's soul, but the sound of her smacking her lips came through as she spoke in surprise.
"It smells a bit like you. Very bitter, but it also has a scent only handsome men have."
Gong Niang seemed to be savoring it.
Yang An was full of question marks.
Could it be that this fellow could distinguish his true identity by smell?
Fortunately, Gong Niang only said a few things and did not dig to the root and pry into the bottom of it. She began digesting the City God's memories.
Before long, without Yang An needing to say