The air around them was faintly saturated with a sorrowful atmosphere. Even Su Hao was affected somewhat, his expression shifting slightly.
But Su Hao had not overlooked certain pieces of information in their words.
He could not help asking, "Them?"
Why did Zacian and Zacian refer to it as "their resting place"?
A trace of confusion surfaced in Su Hao's eyes.
Hearing the question, Zacian and Zacian exchanged a glance before Zacian spoke first.
"You have very sharp observation skills. That's right. This is the grave where the sacrificed 'them' rest."
Zacian stepped forward at that moment and continued from where Zacian had left off.
"Strictly speaking, we are them, but we are also not them."
Then, the two spoke in unison.
"The real them have already passed away. We are merely fragments they left behind—Ghost-types of the past that will vanish once our purpose is fulfilled."
In just a few words, the spirit-like Zacian and Zacian before him had revealed the full extent of their origins.
Su Hao could tell that Zacian and Zacian were not lying, and he understood what they meant.
Simply put, the Zacian and Zacian before him were like the lingering remnants of souls left behind in the residences of great cultivators in cultivation worlds.
Strictly speaking, they could no longer be considered the original Zacian and Zacian. They were separate entities created to fulfill a particular purpose.
They did not consider themselves the heroic beings of the past, merely derivative individuals who bore the same names.
After pondering briefly, Su Hao gave the three Pokémon behind him a reassuring look before asking again, "Then what purpose are you trying to fulfill? And what exactly are this dungeon and this place?"
Su Hao's gaze wandered around the area several times. Was this really deep underground?