Pasture

"Who are you?"

After remaining silent for a long while, Padilla asked this question on behalf of the entire race.

Even though he knew full well that the difference in strength between them was enormous, to the point where there was absolutely no comparison.

He no longer felt any hostility in his heart, either, and had resigned himself to his fate.

Even so, Padilla still found himself asking the question.

He wanted to know the other party's identity.

Even if the price was death.

Moreover, he was very curious why he had never heard any rumors related to Xi Shenlian.

No matter how he thought about it.

An immensely powerful great being like this should have left behind some indelible traces in the world, no matter how desperately he tried to conceal his presence...

But from ancient times until now, he had never heard any rumors related to the other party, much less detected even the slightest trace of his existence.

The situation was simply unreasonable to the extreme.

It was like living with an elephant crammed into your bedroom for a very, very long time, yet remaining completely unaware of it. That was utterly unscientific.

The whole thing was obviously and completely unreasonable, filled with an extraordinarily bizarre feeling...

Could it be that the other party was born unimaginably long ago, far older than even the most ancient beings I know, and that he built a completely independent spacetime a very long time ago, began living in total isolation, and never cared about or interfered with the outside world?

Padilla somewhat uncertainly came up with this plausible hypothesis in his mind.

However.

In the next instant, all the conjectures he had made were completely overturned.

Because Xi Shenlian's answer to his question was extremely simple and direct.

"Who am