"Among them, Ye Zhen and Shi Tong were Grandpa's favorites. He personally sent down an avatar to protect his two great-granddaughters."
Xuantian laughed. "Haha, our old Shi family has always had pitifully few members. There have only ever been a handful in each generation.
Grandpa had been looking forward to this for a long time. Now that a whole group of iron trees had finally blossomed, the fruit they bore was naturally precious beyond measure."
The woman—Chu Xi, Shi Xiao's wife—smiled. "Indeed. To temper those two little ones, Grandpa personally opened up an immeasurable great chiliocosm, reenacting the universe of heaven and earth, Xuan and Huang, and the eight desolations, as well as the strange races, placing the two girls in the same era as their grandfather to contend against one another."
"Cough, cough..."
Xuantian coughed repeatedly. That old man really had too much time on his hands to concoct something so absurd.
"Cough, cough. Wasn't Grandpa afraid that his two precious darlings would be discouraged by his own grandsons?
"Still, I'm even more looking forward to seeing Xiao Hao get defeated by his own nieces. Haha..."
Xuantian burst into laughter, his figure vanishing from the mysterious space. The others were speechless. How bored did one have to be to do something like this?
After reminding her precious son of a few things, the woman also vanished from where she stood.
When the kings came to their senses again, they were still inside Little Stone Emperor's tomb. Yet those memories were rapidly fading away, impossible to retain, and their expressions could not help but turn horrified.
They only remembered going to a mysterious place and meeting a mysterious woman. Everything after that could no longer be preserved in their minds.
Within the tomb, Xuantian's figure had also disappeared without a