Chapter 1288: Ancestral Dragon Pulls a Coffin, Remnants
"Shu Long, stay outside with your father. Wu Zhaodi and I will go in and take a look," Xu Zimo said after pondering for a moment.
What he feared was not these people, but the unknown dangers within this Ancestral Dragon inheritance.
Shu Long did not insist. He had come here in the first place to follow Xu Zimo and Wu Zhaodi.
After crossing the tide of Corpse Worms, the others had already entered the cave one after another. Xu Zimo and Wu Zhaodi exchanged a glance and followed close behind.
The instant they entered the cave, all light vanished, and everything before them was so dark they could not see their own hands.
Amid the silence, there seemed to be the sound of dripping water, "drip, drip," piercing through the rocks as it fell.
"Now you can tell me about your identity, right?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Are you that curious?" Wu Zhaodi asked.
"I'm not curious about your identity. I just want to ask you a few things," Xu Zimo said.
"If your identity were too ordinary, there would be no need for me to ask."
"Since we've gotten along fairly well during this time, ask whatever you want," Wu Zhaodi said.
"If I know the answer, I'll definitely tell you."
"Have you seen the Devil Race?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I have. Tianluan Immortal Palace must send people to pay homage to the Devil Race every year. A few years ago, I happened to have the fortune of going several times," Wu Zhaodi replied.
"Pay homage?" Xu Zimo said in surprise.
"Tianluan Immortal Palace should be very powerful, shouldn't it?"
"In a sense, it is no weaker than the Tianlong Empire. It may even stand above it," Wu Zhaodi replied after