The Great Wild King

"Was he True Yan? The future True Yan King?"

Wu Sheng was inwardly astonished. Could it really be such a coincidence?

But on closer thought, a golden-armored ape-man named "True Yan," with such a similar temperament—it indeed closely matched the image of True Yan King in Wu Sheng's memories.

"Wu Sheng? Why do you keep staring at True Yan? There are plenty of people over here you need to watch out for!" King Yanming reminded him from the side.

"Watch out for what? Aren't we just going into a virtual place, chatting a little, hunting for treasure, and then coming back?"

Wu Sheng shook his head in confusion.

"It's not as simple as you think!"

King Yanming immediately turned solemn. "Don't ever go in with that mindset. In fact, after Emperor Yan led the Yan Shen Clan out of Human Territory, several Universe Masters came to the Ancient God Altar to study its secrets."

"Yet even Universe Masters were unable to use a spacetime domain to restore the shattered Ancient God Altar. After countless ages passed, the Ancient God Altar restored itself on its own, and even more Universe Masters came to explore it—but every one of them failed."

King Yanming laughed at himself. "Otherwise, the task of guarding the Ancient God Altar would never have fallen to our Nine Flame Clan."

"Although over the years, the Ancient God Altar has seemed more and more like a virtual place, it is fundamentally different from the Virtual Universe. Things within the Virtual Universe cannot appear in reality, but the virtual place within the Ancient God Altar can."

"The fact that no danger has been discovered yet only means we know too little about it. It does not mean it will remain safe forever."

King Yanming said a great deal in one