This group seemed to consist entirely of demon beasts.
They were members of the Demon Race who had taken human form.
There were both men and women among them, though they appeared to belong to the same race.
"Patriarch, let me tell you.
I really saw that giant hand before."
"That's right, that giant hand fell straight from the sky.
It seemed to pull something out of Golden City. It was especially spectacular."
"Really? How come I didn't see it?"
"It only lasted an instant. If you weren't paying attention, of course you wouldn't have seen it."
The Demon Race members chattered all at once, drawing Xu Zimo's attention.
He stepped forward and asked, "Everyone, I heard you say that you saw a giant hand just now?"
"That's right," a young Demon Race member replied.
Yet beside him, the patriarch of these Demon Race members snorted coldly.
"Wang Dazhuang, have you forgotten the clan rules?"
The young Demon Race member immediately shrank back and dared not speak.
The patriarch of this Demon Race was a woman.
She seemed to be from the Snow Rabbit Clan, with white fur still on her body and a fluffy tail behind her.
"If you have any business, Fellow Daoist, you may ask me.
These children speak without restraint. Their words cannot be trusted," Patriarch Murong Xue said as she looked at Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo saw the caution and wariness in her eyes.
He smiled and said, "I merely wished to ask about that giant hand."
"We have not seen any giant hand. Fellow Daoist, you may as well ask someone else," Murong Xue replied.
Xu Zimo shook his head.
He did not force the matter.
He walked toward the city.
On the plaque above the towering city, the three words "Golden City" shimmered