His tone was full of awe, which showed his sincere surrender to the "my lord" in his words.
However... what kind of strong person can make a strong person at the level of a spiritual saint so convinced that he dares to drive him?
A guess emerged in Ye Xiyue's mind - perhaps, his master was the god-level powerhouse who was born at this ancient god's site!
But, if that was the case, why did he call this place the "Tomb of the Gods"?
And after careful calculation, he has stayed here for tens of thousands of years!
Perhaps, if you want to find the secret of the ancient god's old site, this person is the key!
Ye Xiyue asked again: "We really have no intention of disturbing you. I don't know your senior's surname, so how should we call him?"
This time, he finally listened to Ye Xiyue's words.
His name?
He had already forgotten.
Time is long, years are passing by, everything in the past is like this white mist, misty and elusive.
He held the sword in both hands and stood in front of his chest. The thick bronze sword reflected a faint glow.
This has been his duty for thousands of years.
"I don't have a name, but you can call me..."
The hoarse and deep voice echoed in this space,
"Gravekeeper!"
…
Following his words, the surrounding white mist suddenly dissipated at a faster speed, and light from nowhere illuminated the place.
The scene before me finally emerged clearly.
Ye Xiyue gathered her thoughts and looked forward, but she held her breath for a moment.
And among the people behind her, some even exclaimed uncontrollably.
What appeared before them was a huge palace.
However, this palace has been dilapidated, and now there are only broken walls and gray-white stones piled up in disorder.
Silent and silent, the vicissitudes of life are far away.
This way, it looks more like... a gorgeous and dilapidated tomb!
Gravekeeper...
Gravekeeper!
Ye Xiyue suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
It is said that this is the place where god-level warriors were born, but...how could it look like this?
She calmed down and looked towards the palace again, vaguely seeing a relief carving with some kind of pattern on the closed door, but it was a pity that it was difficult to identify because it was so old.
Suddenly, she felt that the space around her suddenly began to be squeezed in from all directions. She immediately withdrew her gaze, only to realize that the cage formed by the white mist was shrinking inward step by step!
——He still wants to take their lives!
The tombkeeper turned around and bowed towards the palace.
For some reason, Ye Xiyue suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in her heart.
This uneasiness was quickly verified, because the next second, the tomb guard turned around and struck out with his sword!
The strong wind is howling!
At the same moment, in another location within the ancient god's old site, a group of people were walking forward in silence.
The man walking at the front with silver eyes was none other than Xue Chen, the leader of the Vampire Clan.
Suddenly, he stopped and listened slightly.
Everyone behind him immediately stopped when they saw this.
For a moment, Xue Chen lowered his eyelashes and smiled softly as if he was a little surprised or confused.
"...You are so lucky..."
…
The wind is howling and danger is approaching!
Ye Xiyue suddenly raised her eyes, and her black eyes reflected the magnificent ruined palace, the iron-blooded tombkeeper, and the thick and terrifying bronze broad sword!
She didn't hesitate, a red sword light swept across!
