"Young man, let me remind you, when we reach that place, don't act rashly, and definitely don't touch anything there, or even your Demigod puppets won't be able to protect you!" The Undead Guardian led Fang Jueyu through a corridor seemingly paved with gemstones, heading to the deepest part of this royal city.
"What exactly is there that makes you so fearful?" Fang Jueyu asked curiously.
"That place has become a forbidden zone. Even we dare not venture there lightly. If possible, we truly wish it could forever remain buried here like a secret."
"Hiss, why has it suddenly become so cold?" Suddenly, an eerie cold wind blew from nowhere, and the temperature here was even lower than in other areas of the Cosmic Graveyard, "Could there be ghosts?"
The group of Demigod Undead glanced at Fang Jueyu. Ghosts? In a sense, they were probably already considered ghosts, and they felt a bit offended.
