Hearing Zhou Changgeng's question, Xu Zimo chuckled softly.
"My name isn't particularly well-known. Even if I told you, you wouldn't have heard of it."
"So you're an unknown junior," Zhou Yu sneered.
Although Zhou Yu looked somewhat like a brainless villain, Zhou Changgeng still retained a measure of clarity.
After all, Xu Zimo was far too composed.
Whether facing the Zhou Family or mentioning the Fan Mo Great Emperor, he showed no reaction whatsoever.
It felt as though the Fan Mo Great Emperor stood on the same level as him.
Otherwise, he could never have appeared so calm and at ease.
Besides, these days, anyone with real strength would have made a name for themselves. How could they possibly remain obscure?
For a moment, Zhou Changgeng could not fathom Xu Zimo's intentions.
Yet Xu Zimo did not grow angry upon hearing Zhou Yu's mockery.
How could an elephant care about an ant's attitude?
If it was displeased, it could simply crush the ant beneath one foot.
"Whether I'm a nameless nobody is not important," Xu Zimo said blandly.
"You sit at the bottom of a well and gaze at the sky, knowing only the Mortal Domain. How could you know the vastness of the Nine Domains?"
"You merely inherited some of your ancestors' lingering blessings. Do you think killing you would be difficult for me?"
Xu Zimo looked at Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu had originally wanted to retort, but the instant Xu Zimo glanced at him, a bone-chilling terror washed over him.
His momentum immediately collapsed, and he did not even dare speak.
"Where is your Fan Mo Great Emperor?" Xu Zimo continued.
"After our ancestor returned, we only saw him once," Zhou Changgeng hurriedly replied.
"If you wish to see our ancestor, there is nothing we can do."
"Where