"Who are you?"
Emperor Tiansheng's heart immediately sank.
His cultivation could sweep everything in this era.
Yet there was still someone who could transmit sound secretly, causing his heart to race.
If even he could not resist, who would stand against them? The entire Eight Desolates Martial Arts World would be doomed to destruction.
"Do you come from the Outer Heaven? Who are you?"
Emperor Tiansheng asked gravely.
Is the Emperor resisting such an existence?
No, perhaps they are not an enemy either.
If they were truly an enemy, they would not have said so much.
The voice chuckled gently:
"I merely thought if you cannot fathom this manuscript, you might as well study the manuscript I give you. This Martial Arts Civilization has some old connection with me, almost as if I see past acquaintances and their stories."
"Consider this a small aid."
As he finished speaking, some information surged into his mind, and the other party completely disappeared.
