The sky had dimmed, and starlights reflected in the small river.
Wutong slowly spoke, "Master, a few days ago, a big tomb suddenly appeared on the Barbarian King Mountain. I don't know who the owner of the big tomb is. A few days ago, I went there to investigate, but I didn't have the chance to enter."
"There's such a thing?" Ou Yangming was a little surprised.
"Why can't you enter?" Wutong was in the third step. Was there still a place in the Great Wide World that could stop him?
Wutong bitterly smiled and said, "There's a powerful puppet guarding the tomb. I fought with it a few times and realized that I couldn't defeat it, so I could only give up."
If it was any other time, Wutong might have risked his life to check it out.
