"What great secret?" Xu Zimo asked with keen interest.
He was indeed very curious about the situation in the north.
What exactly was the Holy Court cultivating, to the point of going to such lengths and even using an entire domain as an experiment?
"Actually, I didn't see it very clearly," Real Person of Nine Snakes replied.
"The situation was too perilous at the time. The Holy Court was hunting me down, and before I could even react, I was blasted into soul-scattering ruin."
"Fortunately, my clan possessed a secret technique of shedding skin—the golden snake shedding its shell."
Though a long time had passed, Real Person of Nine Snakes still felt lingering fear.
He continued, "Although I only caught a glimpse of it, I could still see that colossal thing clearly."
"It was a gigantic monster."
"It merely glanced at me, and I felt as though even my soul was about to freeze."
"What kind of monster?" Xu Zimo asked.
Real Person of Nine Snakes frowned slightly and pondered for a long while before finally saying, "I can't remember. It was an indescribable feeling."
"Your memories are missing?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
With a wave of his hand, immense power enveloped Real Person of Nine Snakes.
Generally speaking, once an existence had become powerful to a certain extent, erasing someone's memories was as easy as turning over one's hand. Take Xu Zimo, for example—erasing Old Sun's or even Real Person of Nine Snakes's memories would be effortless.
Neither of them would remember having come here.
However, Real Person of Nine Snakes's memories had not been erased cleanly. The other side likely had not expected something like the golden snake shedding its shell.
Beneath the cover of Xu Zimo's overwhelming power, Real Person of Nine Snakes did not even dare