What did that mean? It sounded like some kind of code.
Luo Hong's heart stirred, and he subconsciously replied in the alien language, "Nine is Chiwen!"
"Chiwen? So you are Old Ninth's descendant! Has your ancestor's Blood Seal Token been passed down?"
The Level Eight Turtle Demon's face brightened, and he switched back to the language of the Chaotic Star Sea.
So it really was a code. It seemed he had misunderstood something.
But that was good news for me. This fellow had once been a Deity Transformation Cultivator, after all; he was not someone whose soul could be searched so easily. I might as well play along and obtain more information about this place.
At this point, Luo Hong's interest in taking the treasure had faded. If that person had truly acted here, then taking this giant beast's legacy now would get him noticed without fail.
Moreover, he was a man with far too many secrets. This deal simply was not worth it.
However, merely exploring this Secret Realm should not pose any problems. It would be best if he could gain even a superficial grasp of the Time Law.
After all, once the Great Dao of Mass he pursued was deduced to its ultimate limit, space and time ought to become subordinate laws.
Thus, understanding these two great laws should provide some help to his Dao Path.
"Blood Seal Token? Do you mean this?"
Keeping his expression cold, Luo Hong flipped his palm and produced the Nine-Character Chiwen Token he had obtained from the Taiping Secret Vault.
"That's right, this is it! I never expected Old Ninth to still have descendants in this world. And for us to recognize each other here today—what a fateful encounter."
Once he had confirmed Luo Hong's identity, the Level Eight Turtle Demon's