"What's going on?"
Ye Lin frowned as he looked at Luo Yao in his arms.
Even now, he knew nothing of Luo Yao's background—not even what race she belonged to. Not even the panel could discern it.
However, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar seemed to know, yet refused to tell him.
Now that Luo Yao had become like this, the only one he could ask was the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar.
"It's nothing serious. The child is merely sleepy and has fallen asleep."
"What you need to do now is put her somewhere quiet and let her get a good rest."
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar spoke.
Hearing that, Ye Lin silently thought, Just as I thought.
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar truly knew Luo Yao's background, yet it simply would not tell him.
What exactly was it hiding?
Just what was Luo Yao's origin?
For the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar to act this way, Luo Yao's background had to be extraordinarily mysterious—so mysterious that even with his current cultivation, he was still unqualified to know of it.
After all, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar had long since acknowledged him as its master. He could now be considered its owner.
For it to conceal something from its master, there had to be an earth-shattering karmic entanglement behind it.
Ye Lin was clever. In only a moment, he understood the stakes involved, so he did not insist on getting to the bottom of it.
Glancing at the desert below, Ye Lin merely stomped lightly.
In an instant, the desert beneath him seemed to have suffered a magnitude-eighteen earthquake. The desert for ten thousand miles around trembled violently.
The ground beneath Ye Lin's feet even split open into a bottomless sinkhole.
Holding Luo Yao, he stepped into the sinkhole.
Once Ye Lin had entered, the sinkhole mysteriously sealed