Though the sentence was short, the amount of information it contained was enormous.
Chen Yang was certain this was his first time meeting Wu Chang. They had never had any prior dealings.
Since the other party could directly address him as "My Lord Palace Master," it meant that, at the very least, ever since he had inherited the Changlan Divine Palace, the other party had known of his existence.
Yet Chen Yang had never heard of the Changlan Divine Tomb that Wu Chang claimed to belong to, nor of the identity of a Tomb Keeper.
Not only had he himself never heard of it, even Ku Yun and the other Divine Path creatures he had subdued had never mentioned the existence of such a place.
There were two possibilities. Either this space and identity had been fabricated by Wu Chang himself, or the Divine Tomb's classification was too high—a level that Ku Yun and the others had never been able to reach.
Considering that the other party had revealed his identity as Palace Master and was unable to leave his stone body, the second possibility seemed more likely.
Though he had roughly understood Wu Chang's origins, the pressure in Chen Yang's heart increased rather than diminished.
For although Wu Chang's earlier words had ostensibly been a respectful greeting, they carried a faint undertone of reluctance.
Wu Chang was unlike Fu Yin, Ku Yun, and the others. He held no reverence for Chen Yang's identity.
Chen Yang could sense that the other party did not think much of him. Wu Chang had only come to receive him because Chen Yang was now the master of the Divine Palace.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Yang asked, "You are the deity assisting that Demonic Path Young Master?"
"Not assisting. Cooperating."
Wu Chang