So that's it, Shi Hao understood. This sword core has a significant relationship with the Ancient Burial Area; the Burial Master has seen it and fears it!
Even though countless years have passed, most of the creatures related to this sword core from back then have long ceased to exist, yet it still left an indelible impression on this Burial Master.
At this moment, the Burial Master was devout and extremely respectful, bowing to the sword core. More precisely, it was worshipping the humanoid creature on the Bronze Coffin!
Who was that? What was their origin back then, and how did they have such a presence that still intimidates the Burial Master?
"Domakadahuo..."
The Burial Master bowed several times, never standing up, praying there, speaking some unknown words, and in the end, showing some uneasiness.
It turned to look at Shi Hao, emitting a wisp of awareness, conveying some intent. This time, it was extraordinarily calm, neither attacking nor showing hostility.
